From the spoken word album Puissance -1 by Big-Hired Assassin
margaret
where are the countless flowers this spring
where is the new moon
shining casually in through the castle
the peasants & the freaks & the jugglers
where are they
bound by forgotten memories
& lost in the essence of nostalgia
tired madman
searching for inner peace
somewhere past the sea
past the meaningless colors
somewhere
there is a place for me
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