i was on break at noon
when i heard your voice
like whisper from heaven
i felt i have a love dinner
and a drinks of comfort
great having of some sort
my sinus mysteriously gone
so as my worries were done
it could be vibes treatment
massage my brain to saint
i always think of bright days
when i talk to you my princess
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