> Behind the clouds,
After the ocean,
My devotion for you is loud.
Your reckless respect,
My damn thought,
Does you believe or expect?
Mocking me is your language,
Laughing at my own will,
It is the sign of privilege.
Look at my optic,
Observe your chemistry,
Maybe you like my majesty.
Your glimpse is my yearning,
Did you desire
What will be my learning?
What is separation?
Does it affect?
Let love be the devotion.
Love will take heaven,
Rather than we would go to hell.
Do you wanna go with me? 11:11
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