Lost Song of Desire
Gustaw T. Witomski
She's just in your mind, Larry... She's just in your mind! She's just in your mind, Larry... She's just in your mind! A beautiful girl with fractals in her eyes... Her voice like pearls can tell no lies... And yet she's real, there she is: Created by my lysergic bliss! Hand by hand by a cellophane pond, In a fractal way our minds bond... Hand by hand over a momentum pond, Time in our minds runs very slow... Sing me a desireful lost song! We don't wanna ever go so low... We do
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