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Feb 2015
Her voice calls to me in the distance
with velvet, cream and strawberries
such a beauty I love her so
and into Hell fighting I'd go

She is calling me
what gift will it be
for one of light
someone like me

I can hear her in the distance
yet her voice is not that clear
does she wants me to fly now
or wait another ****** year

Oh come my love, I worship you
I even without sin battle for you
make you're commands fully clear
yet yes to you, I'm in the distance

Wormhole it to me
for fax sake
if you want me to keep control
from the distance contact me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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