Smile At Me

Influence the moment,
hearing the details.
The story of a guy,
the hermit is turned over.
Everybody thinks she's a child,
that what she's doin' is not right.
She just flows to the moment,
collecting riches in the night.
Enlightened warrior poet,
learning about infinity.

When the endless frames,
hit that point of wet light.
The lord God is at my door.
The Queen of Swords,
is a kind, good woman,
but she's hard,
she got the tough love.
There's a river, as usual,
this one is filled with salt and red chemicals.
Her goals are good,
but she must not put
the horse before the cart.
Everything cannot be art.
You got it going,
flip your hair in that cool way,
smile at me.

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