The samurai in me…

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If death is coming,

And flowers are made of love

Then the sun setting,

The river above

The forest, the birds singing,

all matter more than…

…, …, …

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Sometimes I can’t tell

if you’re for real or pretend,

From heaven or hell.

Life is just a spell,

you’ll ride around the bend

To the next hotel.

xxx

 

 

 

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