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Look perfume, the smell of insanity, madness, torture of thought without all unbound relative, an orphan heart, the pain of one love by so many others that hurts the look and kills the desire and longing lead just over a minute, a moment coming of thy thought, probably not all exist only as image virtuous but because of appearance or condition the mind does not die when the whole physical existence and suddenly everything fades or may lead.