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The Woman is Smiling, Smiling.
That powerhouse playground
is trying to touch me,
stretching over the boundary.
Dear one, you faded away,
lost, lost in sleepless memories.
That woman passed away long ago
in the interim darkness,
squeezing her face on the cushion,
alive with...
is trying to touch me,
stretching over the boundary.
Dear one, you faded away,
lost, lost in sleepless memories.
That woman passed away long ago
in the interim darkness,
squeezing her face on the cushion,
alive with...
