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Soft rhythms cover me
[?]
oh, the long [?] styles tumbling down.
musical thought without sound.
strong magical lines over the land.
strange mystical lines on her hands.
twin gemini, split in two;
half is for me, half for you.
gemini childe.
Gemini childe...woman grown,
lost in a world not her own.
my midnight friend, split in two
half is for me, half for you.
gemini childe
gemini childe