Oh,
generic symbol of love.
Where are you,
in the sky,
above?
When you fly by
you drop dead.
Destined to be destitute,
forever dreaming of duality.
Where are you,
my dove?
Oh,
generic symbol of love.
Where are you,
in the sky,
above?
When you fly by
you drop dead.
Destined to be destitute,
forever dreaming of duality.
Where are you,
my dove?
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