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&& the thrill of not gettin caught... |
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The cry of my body for completeness... that is a cry for you. |
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&& every night you can make blossom in me flowers of fire |
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Life in an unrelenting comedy. Therein lies the tragedy of it. |
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In the real world as in dreams, nothing is quite what it seems. |
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This phantasm of falling petals vanishes into moon and flowers... |
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Maybe i'm scared |
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It doesn't make any sense |
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I dont know how to express |
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What would happen |