By conquered and i ' m not your property
or part of your own collection.
As you have me, I possess you,
two winners live a hostile life.
How something you have, to assert?
Unfair any material exchange...
For Greatness that flashes fruition.
A soul we are all together
in myriad bodies only, divided.
If you want bodies for collection...
farther away from the dust is not collected.
I have what I want! As we all have...
Why to be in fight our bodies?
A hug let's show our cohesion.
And machines we win together!
If you are the one who waits outside
or the traffic light passing opposite,
take breath without poetry sad
all lyrics are written in water,
every moment is like poetry beauty.
All a Love! Dimensions defies...