Monday, January 24, 2011

Magical Smoke

Magical Smoke


I looked over the Moon
felt the less gravity to my feet
I walked with the wind
feel like I'm flying without wings...


Sometimes I freeze
think, think and think
my mind is open
even my motions are slow
that sets my soul free...


This magical thing
opens new windows in my mind
to understand the world
relative to me...


Some say it is wrong
some say it is right
it doesn't matter at all
with unity, equality and togetherness
rolled it tightly and neatly
thats how the Smoking Aces
building their Forbidden Kingdom...  





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