It's the edge of the world,
yet still a challenge to play this human role.
The joys, take me all the way
to where we belong,
to which we belong.
A stranger thing could there be?
A sweeter scent could there be?
Wild Hawthorne settling on my cilia
and this girl, fairy to the world,
my very own constellation.
Primordial human joys indeed
I see your love trickling
deep inside the valley,
The universe is calling,
it wants your love stream flowing once again.
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