Life extracts a thrill,
which each of us have to live for,
and when love does lie and works this thrill,
of what we are searching for.
The alliances of appliances,
emotions for you,
that were dreaming a dream of powered love,
alliances with a friend above,
in which you called the universe,
would work and emit the thrill,
and what a dream is dreaming of,
was a dream with you.
Applying all appliances.
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