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Well could it be I’m crying liquid love
And that’s my pure gold blood
Shining through cracks of my skin
Are lights so colourful and stunning
My heart burning inside like a star
Marks of the gods blessings in scars
Lips speak the voice of life’s colours
All that leaves this body is true and pure

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