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Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze... It is time for the geese to head south... I have come with my mustard seed... I cannot accept that she will be taken from me... Do you know who I am? she said... Im the one who taps you on the shoulder when its your time... Dont be afraid, I promise that she will awake tomorrow somewhere... Tomorrow, somewhere... Wrap yourself around the Tree of Life and the Dance of Infinity of the hive... (Take this message to Michael...) I will comb myself into chains in between the tap dance clan and your ballerina gang... I have come for the beekeeper... I know you want my... You want my queen... Anything but this: can you use me, instead? Do you know who I am? she said... Im the one who taps you on the shoulder when its your time... Do not be afraid, I promise that she will awake tomorrow somewhere... Tomorrow, somewhere... In your gown, with your breathing mask plugged into a heart-machine, as you ever needed one... I must see the beekeeper... I must see if shell keep her alive... Her alive... (Call Engine 49...) I have come with my mustard seed... Do you know who I am? she said... Im the one who taps you on the shoulder when its your time... Dont be afraid, I promise that she will awake tomorrow somewhere... Tomorrow, somewhere... Maybe Im passing you by... Just passing you by, girl... Im just passing you by on my way, on my way... Im just passing you by, but dont be confused... One day Ill be coming for you... I must see the beekeeper...
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 10:40:33 +0000

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