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Love to the throne of my being crawled
And bitter it tasted in my liver
O'
Looking here, nowhere I drink wine
Chained are in my eyes the wings of Time
O'
Of living I am unconscious
For the silence of my heart to wake I long
Ah,
There, wordless is the song of sensations
Motionless it is as wandering through infinite wilderness
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Bilal Hamamra
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HMMM... Emperor Omorogiuwa Edionseri | May 24th, 2009
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN... BUT IF YOU CAN EXPLAIN IT CLEARER FOR ME I WILL BE GRATEFUL. THANKS!
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