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I'm falling into magic
The potion's getting active
The feelings are so savage
Intensity of passion
Your notions of your power
Disintegrate each hour
Our spirits like two flowers
That grow into each other
Trust in the feeling weightless
That's happening in phases
Magic can be abrasive
But not if you embrace it
Trust in the feeling weightless
That's happening in phases
Magic can be abrasive
But not if you embrace it
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