My rhyme, my reason,
Always find here
love season.
And where there is love
You cannot find there lust.
And if lust is not there
There is no death.
And if death is not there
why to fear?
No fear, go with your
own rhyme and own love.
It is here, find everywhere
full of nectar, live
and live here for ever.
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