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THE PURGE

I was searching away
And here you are today
Your eyes like a blazing fire
Melting out my hidden 
desire.

Yes I had fears and fault
But now I don't mind a big 
vault
For life itself is a tragedy
If death is our destiny.

Even if I cannot tame you
Life would be very less blue
For memories of hunting a 
lioness
Would sure be a pleasant 
business.

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