This passion is almost nothing
It's missing a certain drama
The complication is something else
It's already been more subtle the plot
On a night without refreshment
Not even a handkerchief can hold the bed
All love is vain, useless
Heaven of moon cloud mud
This time that doesn't pass
Stays like a stone
My strong soul is weak
Breaks everything in a fall
Everything that has ever been possible
Impossible is no longer possible
My sun has become dark
Fresh water makes me drunk
These things I do
I don't even recognize it myself §o
One carved in bronze
Another hollow like plaster
My words escape
There remains a somewhat horny fear
I stay here the fear passes
I want to start §the end and all
These things I do
I don't even recognize it myself
One carved in bronze
Another hollow like plaster
My words escape
There remains a somewhat horny fear
I stay here, the fear passes
I want the beginning and end and everything
These things I do
br/>I don't even recognize it myself
One carved in bronze
Another hollow like plaster
My words escape
A slightly horny fear remains
I'll stay here fear passes
I want the beginning, the end and everything
These things I do
I don't even recognize it myself
One carved in bronze
Another hollow like plaster
My words escape
There remains a somewhat horny fear
I stay here, the fear passes
I want the beginning, the end and everything

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