I want to collide my worlds with yours
My cosmos is at your doors
A blended union
Smash doors knuckles bruising
Control the fusing
Forming lasting union

No need for fakers
No time for lateness
Hours deep
Some roads are steep
Heed the breakers
Walkman saviours

Life and choices
We live and breathe rawness
I write to find the core
An apple tossed
Lightning scores
Detoxing pores

And you belong
It takes more than one to sing along
Cause you are someone
You are strong
Mediate and bond
Find a place and hum along

Yakka 23/08/14

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