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i forget my land, for that we part
your god to believe, i got your god
your god is here and i'm not
your curly hair, arabian eyes
i'm sick of you and it's alright
the sand is hot, some hell beneath
i kiss your neck, your back, your knees
i smell the wind, it boils the blood
that doesn't know no end no start
the sky is blue, the desert's wide
i have no fear and it's alright
the moon , the stars, the black is smooth
no fate to be, no fate to choose
i see you shrug, the dangling cloth
in time it'll hide the death of both
in bracing arms no love, surprise
it is my fear and it's alright
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