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Here I am festooning my empty chest
Filling it with trinkets of distress
Pondering the glimpse of caress
Avoiding the future of man’s unrest
In my perfect world
I’d see us dancing together
Heart's filled with blossoms forever
As if we’re match made in heaven

In my perfect world
You’d take my hand we’d walk the mile
Your strong figure caressing mine
Chest intertwined that’s worth awhile

In my perfect world
Is it only mine
But is it the perfect world
Or a deceiver of the true world

— The End —