Mü§!© like the Sound when there’re no bodies around to astound Time vibin’ in Me, my Self, & whisperin’ Keebler~∃lf trees planted on shelfs changin’ places like mine Mime does faces in races as a criminal in chases, just in case this twistin’ wind 1’m puttin’ in my §pin really just is Justice’s ways God’s … Continue reading Twistin’ Wind Chasin’ Vibration | [polished]