Repetition

A little bit of repetition

With your permission

I’m with the vision

To make you understand

If dust to dust a must that happens

Why don’t we begin to trust and not rust?

In the ideal idea that we must decay in lust

The simple, simple to understand

Because we trust

More moral like corals we should start to farm

They don’t harm, they have their own charm

Let the flesh refresh, no stains to taint

Unmutilated radiant, clean as the wind

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