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cherished desires
Maybe the day was forgotten
The warmth of the soil
has Been effaced.
Reflections of nightmare
Intoxicated the serene mornings
Existence of loving maniacs
Became unnecessary
Still, I see that smile
Holding that bunch of Memorabilia..
I could see the stars
Flowing through the river
Like our last conversation
The warmth of the soil
has Been effaced.
Reflections of nightmare
Intoxicated the serene mornings
Existence of loving maniacs
Became unnecessary
Still, I see that smile
Holding that bunch of Memorabilia..
I could see the stars
Flowing through the river
Like our last conversation
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