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The Ever Illusive

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this sweet refrain
and the LOVE
she's my blood
breakfast sunday morn
and thinkin' bout this
blood red
heart in flight
found LOVE
taking flight
she says, "come along, but ya know its wrong!"....
yet wrong can LOVE 2
caught in the cosmic stew
fire back up into the pan
thang to do
man and woman
I feel this gift
as if.....
damn...just call it LOVE!!!!!!!!!...mark