It's easy to confuse, wrong from right, when the hearts', like a kelidoscope, screaming for light. Don't do this but for sure do that.. and will anyone even care, I use cheese for a hat. Never fully dressed, yet still seldom bare, how joyful it is, when the soul discovers, a feeling so rare. Back and forth, to and froe, remember the High, but oh so reminiscent, the low. I'm a spirit like you, by choice not design.. now all I want, to ask is maybe, we could go out again sometime.
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