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Blind Ear
Rising tides,
In my mind,
Overflowing the beach,
Left behind.
Writing pages,
Like those of sages,
With words of love,
To serve the ages.
History of the future,
You'll need the crystal ball,
Talk to Nostradamus,
And discover it all.
Drifted by the wind,
Captured by the moon,
The sun sets down on me,
And won't let me go.
Blind ear,
What do you say?
Blind ear,
What do you see?
Blind ear,
Keep listening,
Blind ear,
Look my way.
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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