16 April at 00: 26 ·
In paradise
A garden
called oblivion
the restitution of redemtion
on a massive scale
For the masses
Passionate and compeling
Establishing human triumphs
little bit desperate, a litle broken hearted
An oasis of good and bad
And burning, and in need of
Ever present elemental passion
rivetting, violent, tender
At midday, and a box of cure alls
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