Take my hand, we will drive for a while.
My love, (my love): your laughter, your strength, your smile.
Take this land, you're the new oath, religion.
And you're all, my love: your sweet coat of wisdom.
You're my new shade of love.
You're my blue cake of goodness.
Polystyrene cities hold nothing against us.
The sun (the misery) is light with our haughtiness.
Take these plans, they're the future for us.
For all the time we've had, we're the one-eyed light abyss.
Take mirrored fans; we'll reflect on those shunned
My dear friend, lover of this ship, sweet opinion
You're my bias of bliss, without which I'd sink through blue.
For my love, for my love. Is you.
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