Summer sunshine in July
Darkness to December
Dancing in the turquoise sky
Nothing to remember
Paradox will drive the ox
Slowly down the field
Crashing, caught upon the rocks
Knowing it won't yield
Sex and sex and sex and sex--
Nothing, nothing, nothing--
See the sun, how it reflects--
The lake, the moon are bluffing
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