swift the move of anguish

the stranger becomes a friend the friend a stranger

the moment of truth nearby counting pebbles of a deserted coincidence

where is the truth if i make you god and let myself follow

follow hollow the time of awakening beautiful expanding grace

Madame vous êtes quelque chose d  admiration

possible folie peut être

then the time brakes and envelops the unknown

how great one can be to be great

document passion extinguish fire see the fatal turn before

before it too late and the mess is broken bones broken dreams broken hearts

before the angels forget to wash the temple of desire…


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