Allow me the time and space, a say on that feel
The need to protect, a feel gentle and fierce
The feel of glee in the feel, a moan in speech than beats
Great and mighty fell, city of babel forbidden yet true
Allow me a say on the feel, its act
Souls lose to it yet win in it
Lips say less, more said hips
Uneasiness below and a shaky hand tone
All that is felt is felt more
Till the burst of lost more
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