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I travel fast co-ordinates of Time
And little do I stay on lands unknown, For everywhere you go my mind will lead my soul To what I cherish most: to you alone. See? you are my work of art! I'm so skillful with my heart, ...And I barely talk to you Still, I fantasize, go through. We stay together, you and me, And bathe into serenity, in whole bizarre tranquility, Leant against our magic fir tree -- Though in reality I know I could hardly find the path To the place where spirits melt, To the place where spirits last. So odd seems everything to be: Already feel the everlasting bondage with its glee. My heart is no more empty but filled with liberty!
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