Tok Tok Tok
The hammer strike, I hear the echo,
amidst concrete, the sounding tempo
seeping, softening, deepening
Tok Tok Tok
Reverb from the Temple Bell,
Called to quiet, incense smell
Around the people on their mats
Tok Tok Tok
But few will hear amid the hustle
Their faces turned toward shoes and shuffle
All our eyes are closed
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That last line was the best!
thats what she said
we interrupt your normal blog life with a comment of my own.
here we enter to say: HEY
Hope y'all are having a good time where ever your running. Hope we're all home soon I miss you all. (Paul this is why you need to smoke.)(Zach this is why we need to get high together) (Stephen show this to Zach so he knows i miss him)( Bry Bry make sure you get stephen to read this) Go Go Go GO
IF GOD IS LOVE THAN YOU CAN CALL ME CUPID
Ironically a poem of my own written for now occasion. Inspired by weed, pizza, and ThugZ.
Throbbling and a wobbaling my tongue through my mouth
Ryely ryely, watching from the red ridge , holding to the edge
We would all be Martians standing by the ledge
Slowly waving silently gracing redly where they lie
I rambly nimbly ramble through along my the way the road to you
Lowly lying idlely by
We would allbe martians standing where we lie
Ambly ameing laughs wanders by
Lunar linear lamely gander
Slowing showing why
(Put YO O’s up O-bama O-bama O-bama O-bama (O-bama O-bama) O-bama)
Laundering lazily living hastely
Drifting deftly smalling rarely
Eagles lonely fly to where knew they sought to fly
(YOU ALL GONNA MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND (PUMP IT YEAH) x 2 )
Always dirtily lie
I carry your heart(I carry it in my Heart)
I am Never without it. (It will always be with me)
Miss you terribly.
i'll give you a hint
Throbbling and a wobbaling my tongue through my mouth
means how good it is to eat pizza with your tongue swimming through your mouth
brb
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