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Connect with me somewhere!
Do not leave me like this,
There is a rock
The ocean throngs and collides with it
beats Returns

Then fills new tide
The ocean comes again.
Not the end
There is no solution
Neither victory nor defeat is
Only
There is a continuous trade

and in the
We realize a grandeur
There is a satisfaction, ego is satisfied, expansion:
Grand is the identity of beauty.

And here this is you
This is my lust
Impulse
Constant ...
An endless struggle of search
What is this love?