God is everywhere
And in us,
Covered in ash
50% golden, 50% smells
Ralery found pristine
Linging for the moment to see Them
I fall in love,
Rapily
And fall into despair
When They're gone
What could I do to keep Them
Forever pure
With me
Without the Evil
Taking it all away
How to keep Them always fresh
Like Cauliflowers in spring
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