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Reaching heights at the shores, only dreamt of before |
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While the mountains rise tall in my view |
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My poisoned heart beats, crystal water's at my feet |
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As I hope to catch a glimpse of the swans |
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A sudden calm rise as I watch the blue skies |
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A soothing chill comes with the breeze |
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I lay down to rest while the sun sets in west |
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With an itch in my cold urban soul |
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I glance upon the hills, carpetbombed by thrills |
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As the forrest bestows peace upon the void |
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Possessed by dim light, desire sweeps the night |
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And the climax shines through bluebell mist |
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As I awake from sleep, desire still sweeps |
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And the echoes thunders from afar |
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Hours are plundered by the post orgasmic slumber |
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As the sun seeks shelter in the skies |
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The sky upholds the rush with a sudden strange blush |
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Passing oceans to reach these shores |
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The woods sing despair as ruins appear |
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Changing course, sailing into the sun |
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Exhausted by pleasure I cherish this treasure |
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I stand naked admiring the view |
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I behold the purple sky as the summerwinds cry |
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And the trees turn red beneath the sun |
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Entangled in sleep as the nightwind weeps |
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Dreaming from dusk 'til dawn |
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A grey day follows, but far from hollow |
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I awake to the voice of an angel |
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If I dream on tomorrow, I will know no sorrow |
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And if I do I'll just blame it on the rain |
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Leaving the beach in favour of the breach |
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Bounding stronger by every touch |
