IN ECSTASYCOPYRIGHT VISION

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IN ECSTASY
Up my spine in the morning hours of ecstasy,
You take my spirits so high,

As I cannot imagine where up in the mountains,
I then abide as you seemingly say,
Stay up here as you may,
For as much long as you can.
Wait I am coming,
Up your distinguished path,
Where is the need for this entire wrath.
It’s up that stream,
Please do not scream,
When I am at the helm of affairs,
You are the one I must master,
For it’s only your love,
I need to master.

Come; come now, this only street
from where there is no retreat
what a treat, what a treat
do not ever accept defeat.

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