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The Chart I sit in contemplation of a chart upon my wall, It tells of my creation I don't understand at all It says I am a thinker a doer of great things, That I may be a poet or the heir of noble kings Past lives,reincarnations kindred spirits beckon me, Travel beyond the spectrum to release my explorer free Colored graphs to signify what my traits will be, Maybe I am the dreamer I'm a Gemini, you see. |
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