Brother are you really here? The package I received is gone Are you a phantom detective Can you read my soul backwards? I will glide with you If you are a backwards ghost I will hire you Brother are you really home Holy as a blessed worm Paradise ambassador; bring me to your room And I will throw you rocks today "watch them pass right through" you say "this is not a game or test We both have done some grievin" Brother with your vast reward Treasury who cant afford Surgeries in innocence abounds And I have read in paper books My eyes are glands on twisted hooks Never have I felt or looked So sorry for you now Brother are you trained to spy One eye open, one eye dry? When I die will you be my neighbor? Tell me things Id like to know Dress it up from head to toe Let them know to and fro, From here and tomorrow Brother are you really here? The message I received is gone Are you a phantom detective? Can you read my soul backwards? I will glide with you If you are a backwards ghost I will hire you
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