You put on that skin I threw away The one I found under the million year old rock Picked it up like a wonderful shirt Seeming not to care about the dirt You dance in your new skin cosmic causes to begin There you are, starting the whole damn thing all over again.
Reason for writing:
saw Hari Khrishna's on the street celebrating...
Birth sign: Capricorn
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