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some where there are colors we've never set eyes on yet . some where there's the love we always cried for but never felt yet . between the experience and the kneeling here goes my humbleness feeling . who are you the Dr asked ? I replied with a question you mean the tag or the purpose? all his pseudo science trembled into a state of nervous somewhere not far by far ,there lies the tree of life but where you all went wrong it's one tree per each life do you wanna know the purest form of making love a fountain dived under the blanket of eternal beauty hungry roots waiting for the essence of giving that never loots a spiritual cowboy missed the beauty of the tactile infant feet ,abandoned grass .....graceful boots adolescent infantile life is all about biting the fruit ,without picking the fruit life is all about adoring beauty but not taking it home the .most capital crime is the word "mine" synchronicity ,numerology and the quest of making what's ours ...mine the promised tickled the hallucinations of greed ,eliciting the chosen complex they named the condom durex ,they stripped feelings out feelings hence it became durex and sex so long the fountain and the root the modern man with a long ,laughed the hyenas the modern woman said I solved it all ,it's physical and emotional can you please us both flied the albatross the modern man with the dead head moth tattoo the one eyed caterpillar flew out of modern love's dying mouth Tamer Hossam

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