Outta Mind

Too deja for words
That's what I heard
Then I wrote all this down
With a pen

Gimme a Brahms or a
13th Baktun
The timing is music
And it plays in my head

The pain I bare
With the strength of a bear
Is something I'll have
'Til I'm dead

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