Oh you giant love that engulphs me
Makes me seek his whim
TO BE OR NOT TO BE IS LOVE DOMINATED BETTER BECAUSE I HAVE TO REIGN OVER
a strange aparelL
BUT is love only 30 percent of the masterpiece,
WE COULD CONCENTATE ON THIS BUSH AREA
AND LOVE IS JUST A LAUGHING ECHO
AN ANGEL LOST IN THE NIGHT
one that posesses, notlike the silver running brook that pasSes away
leaving A GLIMPSE OF TIME AND A FOREST TO FORMULATE THE GENIAL INPIRATION LIKE DEW IN HER GARDEN, LIKE A FOUNTAIN
GLIMPSES OF VENUS, AD WHAT DOES DESTINY THINK
WHEN IS IT 50 PERCENT MED 50 PERCENT EVERYTHING ELSE
ADECUATE EGOS WITHOUGHT UNNMANEGEABLE OPULENCE SUBLIMITY
PRESS ON CHOOSE THE 70 PERCENT
SOULTH AMERIGA, THE RUNNING AMAZOM, THE ONE THE ONE THAT PUTS LIFE INTO YOUR MOUTH
I FEEL LIKE LIVING FOREVER
WITH A MEDAL YOU GAVE ME BEFORE I LEFT
YES YOU LIKE THE CITY OF LIGHTS
AND PLACES LIKE ISTANBUL, WHERE YOU CAN SENSE AFFECTION, AND SICES AND SMILLING FACES, WHERE YOU BECOME HUMAN
I ENJOUYED HER FACE GAVE ME HOPE
FOREVER I EXCLAIMED IN THE CHURCH NEXT TO THE TAVERN
I GO FROM PINK CLOUD TO PINK CLOUD, AND WE KISSED
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