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and if by chance there is no edge to the crowd
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The colors were definitely not of this world.
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. . . And in this breeze
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buried inside it. To love existence
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like a lamb & I spark myself up into
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Remember, desire was the first creature
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If you wash
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and walked in circles around me.
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sing of their happiness, praise them: unlike all others.
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Sometimes my face differs from other faces.