| Fossilized flower I can smell your perfume
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| Covering the distance that
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| Was called into being between us
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| From the unexploited accumulation
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| Of different moments
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| This gift is my inheritance and I honour it
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| By continuing my journey, in the curve
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| Of the infinite alternating universes
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| With anchor the three stable points
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| That compose your dimensional trap
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| I can pause and dive in your mortality
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| Reality is a rain
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| Drops are falling, are they the same?
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| Some will penetrate the earthen surface
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| And will transform the hidden seed
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| Just like fantasy can turn
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| An empty scenery into a heaven
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| Its balance with reason is the scheme
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| Of creation and destruction
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| Every dream needs a dreamer
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| To blossom somebody
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| To sense its perfume even
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| When he is blinded
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| From the light of day
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| Can you smell it too?
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| The perfume of life |