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Delirium is sweet as honey You are the victim of money You paint your life on a paper Yet everything becomes vapor Heading on the road of youth Is there a solution what soothes Throught the fingers time melts You are on your way, you knelt The picture of Dali in your mind The secret fortune, you must find Hundred butterfiles are so brittle Fortune is never firm, it is hidden The flames are already engulfing Now you must only confront it.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 8:42 AM UTC
Flaming fortunes
Delirium is sweet as honey You are the victim of money You paint your life on a paper Yet everything becomes vapor Heading on the road of youth Is there a solution what soothes Throught the fingers time melts You are on your way, you knelt The picture of Dali in your mind The secret fortune, you must find Hundred butterfiles are so brittle Fortune is never firm, it is hidden The flames are already engulfing Now you must only confront it.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 8:42 AM UTC
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