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Jan 2018
holy confounding Pivot

Express yourself to me.


Treat me to your passages

Your caverns dwelling with in.

Expose those nuances to me

Each and every sin.


I want to know your expressions

Feel your oceans tide

and when the waves come strong

I swear I will not hide.

I will stand naked at the shore

I will fear nothing you can say.

For ever I want more

of your winter snows
and summers day.

Age will move itself,
we have not to try

Just open up yourself

and give me everything before we die.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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     Alasiri T and CnΓ©
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