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I`m drinking my coffee with gold between molecules
The first taste melts in tears, in the meadow with dew under the sun. Didn`t I tell you the green hurts me? I`m drinking my coffee with silver between dreams It has a gentle taste with down of dandelion. The moon is not awake and black is very dark where are you, in the meadow? I`m drinking my coffee with Platinum between vapors It smells of love with honey, But later it drops me in Uranium So that in your arms only, I won` irradiate but of joy. Sipping my coffee with Mercury savour naively, behind the curtain, i won`t tell you anymore the light is yellow or green or white, I`d be outrageous isolated in a bomb to blow out far away from you. will you defuse me? to be closer?
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