Fata Morgana
Veronica, Italian.

"Find the absolute rhythm and
follow it with absolute trust."

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Hey blue eyes, tomorrow became yesterday
What was will never be felt again
I fell in love with you
Over a smile so gold, I was through
Where did you come from, why did you come from there
Got yourself a woman, do I even care
I want you to want me, the way that I want you
Ain’t it strange how god fixed a plan
To want the world to find solace in the bodies of a woman and a man
Come to me close boy, take my hand
And we’ll fly off to a magic land