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Let our souls be resurrected,

Where the stars are born;

let our crimson lips

Meet and greet each other

Like old friends;

Let our bodies dance,

To this intoxicating rhythm,

As the earth revolves,

Around the golden goddess.

let our love bloom,

As a wild Rose,

Rising from the ashes,

igniting the light,

In this darkness,

That is embracing us,

And let our smiles,

Drawn delicately,

On our faces,

Blind all those,

Who cannot see,

Love....

A/NTell me what you think guys...

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