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Denpasar, Bali, Indonesia

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in a party of three He, you, and me we meet In solemn prayers every midnight In every prayer is union three of us dissolve in one like an equilateral triangle One base supports the two The two sides shape the one In a party of three He, you, and me meet In his unwavering light We anchør our resting souls You and me inhale His heavely breeze Stormy black wìnter's around the corner You and me spread our slim arms To reach out The signifier of a form of his Lovè For us to be thanked fo as it tastes as Good For us three He, you, and me He-you-and-me Hyphenated as one In three we find our from and substance as we're meant TO BE ØNE.