Sarabande on reaching the age of ninety-nine

I know these are not hidden passions that will hide 
     let say for instance when the country is tasting either 
  tik or tok-
     I know even the world itself sometimes itches or 
        bubbles or cheers like a resournating glass or 
    monster?. 
   Since years are gone and love is beholding strong. 
   What then is such redress through?.
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