Under the great dome of wisdom
you came and lead me
towards the top of knowledge
in the light of the aurora borealis
your eyes reflect the fluorescence
In the stillness of letters
numbers and facts
you move with the speed of light
and open the doors for me to walk trough
you give the best and I abuse the rest
Being the rebel that I am
the duplicity of an open mind
teach me the chaos theory
and I'll save some panic for you
In the quiet place that I call my studytime
I close my eyes and re live everything
In my temple of wisdom
You are the misstress I fuck and fuck
to try and get a little spark of wisdom
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