Beckon underneath the doorstep of a bewildered youth
and swim out in clear blue waters of testimonies lovers can unfold
bittersweet is the sun of lovers untold
and be joyful in the garden of Eden
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There are no monsters in your mind. only skeletons, only skeletons my dear. Now release those skeletons, and remember how to fly
Beckon underneath the doorstep of a bewildered youth
and swim out in clear blue waters of testimonies lovers can unfold
bittersweet is the sun of lovers untold
and be joyful in the garden of Eden
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Scriptures of enigmatic indifference
keep mesmerizing the fountain of divinations come through
The wonders in the lifelenghts are breathing with hope
and burdens of the tea tree oil are weak as tables must burn out the woodlands for deeper enigmantic ways
of trusting the universe to solve the mysteries in your gardens of mother figurines.
You never asked to beckon underneath the masters of early kingdoms of Yule
Beat the drums of togetherness
We are one with the planet in heartlands
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