Life is a Savage Garden

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Greetings to all the beautiful people around! Here are tales of a garden that just happens to be! Presenting the Chronicles of the South, where the stars and the moon dance their way through the Southern Hemisphere. And lines that may come to rhyme to be a poem...

Oh!


Oh Love!
You are so near that I see myself when i look at you.
Oh love! You shine so far away from me.
As I stand so far I breathe in your light.
A kind of sadness fills my heart,
A kind of pain in my veins.
For I cannot touch you, love.
Love! Be there Love!
In that sky, everytime I raise me eyes.

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