Spontaneous Drum Song

i like to eat gobbets of meat
stripped steamin' from the bone
i like a fire burning bright
a nice and toasty, cozy home

i feel my heart shining light
when i leave my mind alone
i feel alive, i feel no fright
when i know i'm always Home

this Earth's confines are just a box
don't matter how grey Sages talk
it's all irrelevant you see
all you gotta do is Be

by Thomas Hadley

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