| If then I meet you along the way
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| Where the laurel trees surround us on every side
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| If then in a small place I stand alone
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| And turn my head and you smile there
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| If then I reach out and touch your form
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| Where all your silences and your chaos meets
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| Where everything joins and parts
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| If I may once clutch your heart
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| And pull its beauty to my face
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| There the bloodfall falls, red river cracks
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| Behind me lies black mother mountain
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| The goats wheel round
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| Great sign of lust
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| How much I wanted you
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| And oh Christ how much more I want you now
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| The great pain
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| The great misery
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| To look and look
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| To look and look and look
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| And look and find
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| Nihil |