Funnel that energy,
Solid beam of pure emotion
Directed towards the sky.
Grab that tool belt,
Mend the ruptured connection
Answer the incoming call.
From where you stand
The way you see it
Is probably
A hundred and ten percent different,
He said,
Let's trade shoes
So I can see
The answers to my questions,
And you'll learn
Why I am,
Who I am,
But I'll answer your questions
With more questions
And an arrow
Captioned
"That Direction".
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24.3.11
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