The heat brings my personality
To the limits and towards the feedjngs
I have seen seldom and fear.
Dried patience, heart of an arsonist,
Warmth of a mother
Form my orbit and stretch around my open arms.
Open arms with your shape.
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Thoughts and flowers from the lab
The heat brings my personality
To the limits and towards the feedjngs
I have seen seldom and fear.
Dried patience, heart of an arsonist,
Warmth of a mother
Form my orbit and stretch around my open arms.
Open arms with your shape.
