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[Jan. 17th, 2008|04:04 pm] |
So I'll clear the road, the gravel, and the thorn bush in your path, that burns a scented oil that I'll drip into your bath. The water's there to warm you, and the earth is warmer when you laugh.
And love is the scene I render when you catch me wide awake, and love is the dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you, and love's the best endeavor waiting in the lion's mane.
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