Chaos Tree (9-15-95)
As our hearts dance we live our lives...
Even though we can not speak the souls themselves are intertwining themselves into each other....
If i could catch your soul and find your body i would inser them to make you one....
Then we could meet and our lips touch...
Our cheeks rub...
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