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Living World
When
my lugubrious face
gets her demulcent kiss,
heart
pumps out part
of sadness
And
the zephyr throws
it to oblivion.
Tears
trickle from eyes,
lips murmur,
'Can't you
be my...
When
my lugubrious face
gets her demulcent kiss,
heart
pumps out part
of sadness
And
the zephyr throws
it to oblivion.
Tears
trickle from eyes,
lips murmur,
'Can't you
be my...
