|This Perpetual Kiss|
| The quiet induces a whisper in the wind, |
Ti's the gentleness of your sweet voice.
Here in the shadows on this mystical moon-lit night,
The lake is calm, the reflections vivid.
Your radiant smile glistens upon the water.
Across the horizon, just past what the eye can see,
There lies the perfect . . .
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|Politics - Forget Where They Came From|
| They sell it at places you don't even need cash|
Nary a human, drive off in a flash
They sell them in restaurants and at the corner store
They sell them in places you can't light up anymore
But they rake in the taxes, on that you can count
Though, far be it your money ever helping you out
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