These lines come out of your space,
Full of sweet music, full of grace.
My desolation stands in bloom,
Past shadows leave the refreshed room.
So, be a guest and look around –
You’ll get your arms to be on ground;
Enjoy I’m breathing out your name,
But don’t forget it’s just a game…
These Lines...
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