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Love, life I am and always will be in love with life herself Right under the sun and moon I make love to her                                                                                           Looking at the Milky Way in the eyes of brothers and sister                                                                                            who go by and by all around the cardinal point                                                                                           with head and hands up and down left and right                                                                                                                                                                              just to pay homage to the god mouth                                                                                                                        and gods of the stomach Monuments like this gnashing and showcasing of teeth                                                                                                                                                     sabotages the stage due to the help of pain and joy                                                                                                                                                                                      happiness and sadness entertaining no one but themselves                                                                                     being innovative some of my kind laugh                                                                                                              when pain comes on stage                                                                                                                                        and some cry when joy step to stage But all of these can only make it to the finish line                                                                                              when love shows her dancing skills                                                                                                                          with life being her tango partner in his own skills When love take her first dance step                                                                                                                                the small rise and when she take the other                                                                                                                    the mighty fall and small smaller and mighty mightier;                                                                                    how aesthetical, you know not the turn she takes next                                                                                                                                               up down in respect to gravity                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    When love take her first dance step
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC
love,life
Love, life I am and always will be in love with life herself Right under the sun and moon I make love to her                                                                                           Looking at the Milky Way in the eyes of brothers and sister                                                                                            who go by and by all around the cardinal point                                                                                           with head and hands up and down left and right                                                                                                                                                                              just to pay homage to the god mouth                                                                                                                        and gods of the stomach Monuments like this gnashing and showcasing of teeth                                                                                                                                                     sabotages the stage due to the help of pain and joy                                                                                                                                                                                      happiness and sadness entertaining no one but themselves                                                                                     being innovative some of my kind laugh                                                                                                              when pain comes on stage                                                                                                                                        and some cry when joy step to stage But all of these can only make it to the finish line                                                                                              when love shows her dancing skills                                                                                                                          with life being her tango partner in his own skills When love take her first dance step                                                                                                                                the small rise and when she take the other                                                                                                                    the mighty fall and small smaller and mighty mightier;                                                                                    how aesthetical, you know not the turn she takes next                                                                                                                                               up down in respect to gravity                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    When love take her first dance step
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC
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