Quiet...,
still...,
you feel thereŽs nothing goinŽon,
untill...
you realize...
the space behind your eyes is filling-up,
with something like peace,
you thoughts sees,
Pleasure grows in your soul,
(Then in a echo:)
the space behind your eyes is filling-up,
with something like peace,
you thoughts sees,
Pleasure grows in your soul
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