I try to use words like a sword, Ginsu sharp like music like a chord, some see a tree some see a board, some press the imagination with their gourd. I will leave nothing stored, therapy my reward. Thoughts poured in a chaotic horde, every body of water oared, all I can muster all I can afford. Not one corridor ignored, until emotions have soared, pull the cord, yeah the lion roared. If you're the state, I'm the ward, let's find accord, all aboard, to a place I've always adored, the unexplored.
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