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Looking in the corner of magic round room trying to find the bottom of the top from the inbetweenal plane. Ultraviolet craniums glowing with seductive scent The circus now surrounds me, attractive but obese I do not understand me! Could you repeat me please? A strange and distant melody Provoking an absurdity Opaque, my existence from the end to the start Numbering creation but creatively inspired I do not understand me! Could you repeat me please? Particles of edis saloc Taste the thought provoking breeze. An interpretation of creation Feel the uncontrolled is oscillation But a vision alienation Enter into a labyrinth A new direction to uphold New inputs accepted Then as entering the world still turns Letras de cancionesand mother nature will never grow old! PURPLE Angels found is symmetrical visions - impossibilities come to life Edis saloc stripped from nature Severely severed Placed in a pyramid From Letras Mania