wild hearts where do they stumble, dancing fancy free as the glass world shatters and crumbles, even rose petals fall, life is nothing if not worth living after all, so tap dance on a rainbow swing so hard you break your ankle, see the son sire of the stars, father of our fate bring fire to us all, Prometheus, ah desire to not fall, oh graces if you have patients, you will find yourself connected to creations, beauty,like water after a deep thirst, so soothing, moving, on I'm gone I'm good I'm grooving, groovy, so just shoot me, the smile of a cutie, one I could spark the night with truly, cause the night teaches many arts but no lessons needed for those of wilds hearts
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