The rain
That breaks the pains
There on your legs
Upon the solar plexus
Within the skin
In electron cells
Cells making out
Luminous realms
Holding into wine bottles
Beaches of ephemeral love
Upon notice
The sun comes out.
That breaks the pains
There on your legs
Upon the solar plexus
Within the skin
In electron cells
Cells making out
Luminous realms
Holding into wine bottles
Beaches of ephemeral love
Upon notice
The sun comes out.
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