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HOW I ________ TO ANNE KLEIN

I was on a journey in every state
Forty-on in all, sharing poetry, explaining dream
When attached by my fiancé’s Guru with great psychic hate
Forcing me, they said, to take a man’s life, so everybody scream
Refrain…You were explaining dreams and sharing poetry
Everyone loving you, wishing you well
It opened them to their own mystery
Giving wisdom and love swell
Poetry started writing after a mystic experience of unity
Where headaches and backaches dissolve
Dream/visions returned from 12 years old a nightmare of enormity
All the pieces came together, the mystery of self-solved
Refrain
Told by the main professor philosophy Cornell
I was beyond professors; to publish my poetry, open clinics, meet Gurus
I naively went off to meet them by myself individual
Not realizing that some of them and their students were evil true
Refrain
I have been locked up for everything under the sun, usually innocently
So I made cases in 41 states robbing motels in 37 states
So the entire story would be told, the truth won
Mystically and physically my fiancé Guru gave terrible fates
Refrain
Can good be bad and bad good
Is the question everyone has to ask
The Guru’s usually don’t believe in dream/visions as psychic mood
They have a supernatural genie with powers to attack and unmask
Refrain
What should have been news everywhere
So my fiancé would be honest and true
Not lying to protect here Guru cubed and square
So all would understand the meaning of religious crimes clue
Refrain
When my dreams stopped I hated anyone talking about them as lying folk
When they returned 12 years later I was falling from an utter height
This time I fell into an ice pond and kept punching till the ice broke
I walked carefully as 24 people appeared; I thought another fight
Refrain
A sun appeared; then a beautiful rainbow formed in the sky
They walked up, hugging, sharing good loving care
It was a beautiful vision replacing the worst nightmare making you cry
Giving hope and wonderful belief, beautiful psychic air



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Alexander Galahad 05339
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