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My dead Friend
It’s the sweet cold
winter again,
this warm feet touched the
chilly water, made the autumn,
for a change,the winds, strong and cold,
held me, for no one did.
Beneath the yonder ether,
stood the sea,and the rocks,
upon which my eyes...
winter again,
this warm feet touched the
chilly water, made the autumn,
for a change,the winds, strong and cold,
held me, for no one did.
Beneath the yonder ether,
stood the sea,and the rocks,
upon which my eyes...
