Princess of the Time

I want to tell you all

about a dream I have

to do what comes forth

without knowing all the things

called the right and wrong

but real love is without tone and timbre

instead it has a lot of feel and foe but

no realtime pleasure for the rioting

mass of flesh we call

the real or breast

of light and time.




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