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On her back I'm drawing the map of our lives
what will it become of...
when will we meet
when we will be together
her face, here eyes, nose, mouth, lips, her soul

I wish her so
her legs, waist, breasts, hands and body
I see her everywhere and nowhere
she is all of them and yet none
I cant recognize her...
hell must be tricking me
and she doesn’t know me

Is this how its going to be forever?
Do I have a chance
please come to me
I need you
where will you be...
my love...
my soul...
my heart...
my existence all yours for all eternity 

From the mind of Cogliostro