Expressions I see in moonlit face,
Impressions I feel inside thy pace.
Separations are widening between us,
Explosions advancing place to place.
Temptations are blasting humanity,
Disgracious delivering neo disgrace.
Recollections reflecting me those lips,
Warlocks are selling the pinkish grace.
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