Lost In Serenity

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the rhythm of soiree sound, it's
adrenaline - I'm forever bound,
your posture, always so hard to ignore, for
always you are silently sore - just
longing for the river to tame, and
sway me your way once again,
take serenity and...
just quit.
But begin once more - it's a harmonious rhythm of
symphonies - simply ardor.
sound delicately and
keep that
adrenaline
like
serenity.





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