Inscribed to Payze Duez
back i stole, with but a pen
ground they took in centuries
i dug a hole and practiced Zen
forgetting all my memories
and in the end i smashed
right thru the fucking thing
and out the back i dashed
while in my hand the ring…
was shedding its light silently
illuminating how to free
the offspring of some Galilee
that taught my heart to sing

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