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Visions of Dreams
by Issac Morrison
I had been sitting alone with in a rooms full of lies
Till doubt set in and engulfed my mind
I heard yelling in the distance and felt gloom in hearts around me
In the dark, prophetic animals told of the coming
Shaved sheep, visionary of the new world order
you lift your paws and hooves
The earth is your playground
god's wrath in innocent clothing
Cats and my dogs laugh at your arrival
those that hear you don't understand you
Walk through your personal fears
I touched a vision with no hands
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