An imagination, A design, A Crime, To waste thy timeIsolation is comfortable
Watch it as it drips beneath your fingers
One mind, One soul, One touch
A lotus that can fly
Is which my mind presides
Music, thee music
Wait never mind, music is the reason why
I preside to see such a mind
Re-try
Re-try
Re-try
Re-try
Reset
Miekimagination
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