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I am crying with tears of happiness and hurt
I am screaming in hysteric trance and rebirth
I am shivering from the cold and the heat
I am laughing in new hope and old memories
I am joking in the child's wish of being accepted and outcast
I am shaken not stirred.
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You smile of warmth and insecurity
You look at me in new trust and of things that been
Your body is of endless landscapes and silent rooms
Your mind is of infinite imagination and rhyme and witty tools
You are the one that drink from lakes and eat from trees
You are taken not burned.
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I walk in the aftermath of the troubled path
You pick roses in the woods awaiting me in the glade
with your tastefully filled basket.
I am holding my hand to your wound.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~25Feb99~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal