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Museli
you paint hearts of twisted gold;
sunlight springs from petals bold.
roses ripen, candles flow;
bottles open, weakness show.
take my hand, you've got to be
beside your man, a part of me;
play your music, pray for mine;
say you love me, wine and dine.
teach me now your language pure;
curling tongue, syllable sure.
help me reach your hidden shore;
lazy leo: sleep no more!
wonder wisely, seek the jest;
judge the wankers, fuck the rest;
reach the holy, feel my grasp:
yours for now, now make me gasp ;-)
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