Pura dualidad, el cuerpo, en Buenos Aires... la mente, en Chipre.

You're such a delicate boy
In the hysterical realm
Of an emotional landslide
In physical terms
You hold a candle in your heart
You shine the light on hidden parts
You make the whole world wanna dance
You bought yourself a second chance
It seemed like rainbows would appear Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear 
Nobody wants to be alone
Everybody wants to love someone
Out of the tree go pick a plum
Why can't we all just get along?
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