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Gravity
Touched by the gravity, feeling near.
Where words of emotion linger,
Body, and soul.
Holding in my hands the broth of love.
It's worth it's salt.
With the cloth of God.
Hearing whispers of memories.
Deep inside this breath of mine.
Pulling me up to heaven's Shangri-La.
Where words of emotion linger,
Body, and soul.
Holding in my hands the broth of love.
It's worth it's salt.
With the cloth of God.
Hearing whispers of memories.
Deep inside this breath of mine.
Pulling me up to heaven's Shangri-La.
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