Bhang and Renge

RANGE OF THE RENGE

I wonder how are your besides,
I wonder, how muddy are your streets,
i wont miss the dance of cobra,
nit talk to that naga,
i wont miss smell of the flower on your hair.
nit the dances promised.
I wonder your seductives moves.
and i wonder, be with you.
On pure love levitation.

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