Without a topic. In the zone. Rambling for no reason. Not even alone. So if this makes no sense. It wasn't meant to. I'm jus floating around talking about nothing at all. Just because I do what I do. Breaking the silence of pleasing self. For I know the way I like it. Scrambling within psuhing out the cure. Flowing in a rythm all my own. And that's for sure. Read it or not I'm taking my space. Who's going to stop me? He he ha ha ha. I'm alive and speaking without sound as I dream. It feels good to just blurt out whatever comes to mind. With a delivery so clear. On point as if my fingers were my heart. In control of the minds fear. I just am in this piece. Nothing more nothing less. A man diddling about. Here on earth as a guest.
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