We have created the night I hold your hand I watch I sustain you with all my powers I engrave in rock the star of your powers Deep furrows where your body’s goodness fruits I recall your hidden voice your public voice I smile still at the proud woman You treat like a beggar The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night I wonder at the stranger you become A stranger resembling you resembling everything I love One that is always new.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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