Stirring at water's edge,
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Cold froth on my twig,
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My mind in whirls
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Wanders around desire.
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May I, can I, or have I too often?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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May I, can I, or have I too often now?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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Craving miraclesa€|
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No one imagines the light shock I need,
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And I'll never know
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From who's hands, deeply humble,
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Dangerous gifts as such to mine come.
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May I, should I, or have I too often?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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May I, can I, or have I too often?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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Craving miracles..
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My romantic gene is dominant
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And it hungers for union,
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Universal intimacy,
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All embracing.
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May I, should I or have I too often
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Craved miracles?
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May I, can I or have I too often
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Craved miracles?
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Cravea€|
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Waves irregularly striking,
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Wind stern in my face.
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Thunderstorm, come,
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Scrape those barnacles of me!
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May I, may I or should I too often
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Crave miracles?
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May I or should I or have I too often
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All my body parts are one
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As lightning hits my spine,
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Sparkling
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Prime runs through me,
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Revive my wish
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Inviolable.
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May I, can I, or have I too often?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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May I, can I, should I, or have I too often?
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Craving miraclesa€|
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Thunderbolt
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| Bjork |
