Transmitting a hologram Of wild trips On the color wheel We lived in the armpit Of each other’s past And love in an endless Joy ride Inside hidden valleys Long history A key-less entry Playing notes of pleasure Climbing mountains On paper Crying ballads of regrets Painting a masterpiece In the flesh We were born …
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