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i raised my head from the riverbed and i tasted the air i built my home of oak and stone and i feasted on the animals and earth i raised my kids in modern beds and i taught them to take what's theirs i built this town on god and doubt and science (an economy of fear) i drained the pond and the woods beyond for dinner, and the river for a song the more i've got the more i want. i'm blinded...but i'm waking up! tired eyes, open wide blossom iris into lily white tired eyes, open wide salty brine - bluest sky tired eyes, open wide either side - all these veins of light! From Letras Mania