For i am in Detroit with the blues,
And like the blue eyes of my lover.
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I am Bedford and,
So come to me at anytime and let me be your lover,For somewhere in the bush is the muse of your love.
You implored me and i loved you,
But prove all things and hold on to the truth always!For the truth is always the truth.Abstain yourself from every appearance of evil and,Come to the full knowledge of the truth and learn to love one another;For the earth is our learning place and,We need peace and love to put things right.
One should be the head and,
Because, all the fingers are not equal!And like your love behind the veil,But who the cap fits should always wear it.
To see eye to eye in the land of your sweet muse,
Fo words hit as hard as a fist!And with resentments and rejection in whatever you do in this life.
She whom you love is very sick!
For she is now like a burnt mountain and,She’s all that you have.
Strong,
Stories;With bureaucracy and Plutocracy!But i don’t need F-16s flying over my head.I am Pietro living in Kashmir,But the works of my skills are potentially noted by my enemies as well! !Hoever, i have no fighting songs to face them;Because, i was only taught how to live in peace with one another!