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Jul 2019
Love In The Horizon

blink we think below the kitchen sink
we tumble as if a reed for ther heavenly deed
poster child that God I'm still alive
velvet Prince made his name with a guitar
love is their essence of my existence
follow me beneath the stream below its means
love in the horizon a bended knees...
people are people so why should it be you and I behave so awfully
technically from ther gravity
manicure set free

midas touch henceforth their rush,
midas love through its course
beneath their pillow drop off zero
Mario William Vitale
Written by
Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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