hey, nvr say nvr die......
can you translate my something into your something..
we are playing a game of chess with time machine..
there was a condition though...we were to play together
looking into a mirror......
hey, hurt is if no pain is......
furnish a personal bond against the toys you are taking..
music to the ears, beauty to the eyes, slumber to aches..
forfeited your bond was.......we were to barter mutually
looking into a mirror......
hey, remember no forgetting........
meet me half way, to the house of cards we are building..
come round the corner, hedges of white lily, yellow leaves..
lounge there will we........we were to stay for days of moons
looking into a mirror..........
trinity aana
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