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■ n_everending story
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I rule over an empire of feelings
And thunder surrounding my throne Is rooting my kingdom into mortal’s beliefs I’m binding rivers in my hair They gather gently at my feet creating oceans Of splendour and excitement, they’re healing loneliness I’m spreading drops of green, creating lovely forests Dressing my bare mountains; they always felt alone While glancing through tears at the indifferent men When I was done painting the world my nature started to smile, It’s shining rays of love into the heart of a new mortal, At last, my humble skin adores my absolute existence
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