I want to be immortal as Mick Jagger
want to plant flowers with brown sugar
immersed in lyrical anger quisera be unhappy
rockstar at least once.
Maybe
live music takes me to the quiet
tea with the Queen
as Charlie Watts. If I can rave
Keith Richards would get high with rice
and freedom may be
weon would not be the worst.
light to shine upon you opaques
maybe your
my light, light ... our light
of low Ron Wood.
I move my hips so rampant
as having a pact with the devil.
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