THE MIRROR MACHINE
a timeless reflection deep inside the wires of the eternal moment
Saturday, 17 March 2007
Isis lonely on top of the mountain
The moon is longing pure in my womb
the smile is caught in a silver box.
Dream become awake in this life.
So the playing heart can give more
and the powers that be believe
that it's all for free.
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