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Casanova\'s dream
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I lie to my friends without blinking,
I search a timeless love,
an ornament for my golden bracelet,
what a show to put on everyday, what a cheap person!
Unique and multiplied by glasses
my image is your god,
praise me, stupid monk-
the heat inside me melts every corpse,
mother and daughter, man or boy,
how efficient is your prayer, my silly Christian?
I obey to singular loves and nobody is the same,
just put another smile and we can act in this dream endlessly.
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