the ELIXIR
Like the wind blows,
And set the static leaves in a motion so harmonic.
And set the static leaves in a motion so harmonic.
Purple evening rays,
reflected by stirring leaves in a display so scintillating.
Like the rain drops,
Meet the ocean, shedding their own existence.
Likewise the love goes,
And set the million emotions on animation.
And those beings wandering in love,
let that charm displace egotism out of'em.
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