High Speed - text

For something beautiful
As quickly as possible
Into your poem
I search in vain rhyme

For something special
The gardens where there is no crisis
Where the fools
Nor Enough you go

Slow down you have too high speed
I see it as a sixth sense
I'm dizzy
Suddenly, by your side
And I'm tired of unnecessary fines
Should I be worried?

For something happened
As quickly as possible
They all had the
Despite benefits

As something mythical
The gardens where there is no crisis
Where the fools
nestíham you go

Slow down you have too high speed
I see it as a sixth sense
I'm dizzy
Suddenly, by your side
And I'm tired of unnecessary fines
Should I be worried?


Slow down you have too high speed
I see it as a sixth sense
I'm dizzy
Suddenly, by your side
And I'm tired of unnecessary fines
Should I be worried?

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