The march is in full swing with Charles Parker in the middle, surrounded by a crowd of overjoyed people. Some just walking, some dancing to the jolly music that comes blasting from several mobile boom-boxes, some chanting along. While it's not his type of...
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I feel them begin in my spine traveling upSometimes black and sometimes brightly huedDays cold, my soul safely shriveled in its cupI need you more than ever to keep me gluedFeet planted, purple painted toes dug into the earthI feel, hear the wind blow thr...
You're a chameleon changing your spotsSaying the words you think should be heardPleasing every one and no one, your heart rotsThat's fine, of course, whatever, how absurdTaking on hues and tones of those around youBlending, never calling attention your wa...