Virgin thoughts are so in the past.
Pure mind has gone to Wonderland.
I recall his voice - it's in my head.
It is constant- it repeats my name.
His lips - wine , my thirst is killing me
I dont know what is good , what's bad.
If I could I would have asked the path
but his destiny is not my match.
Virgin thoughts are so in the past
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