The Real Experience
*********** was thou bred in Venus?
I know not, my life pump disagrees,
Oh yes, Oh...cmon my mind states,
Further and further I find we sail,
Slowly away from our islands shores,
Into the unknown so promising from here
Are you still a person
Or an existence without any essence
the most delightful has turned to work,
Please be true!
Let us dance to our own rhythms--
He *********** has us in his jail
cmon slow down, relax, there you go
Finally free, I think...I mean feel
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