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WHEN?
Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float(s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.
Then my eyes moist with painful drizzle
My nights are longer than centuries ...
Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float(s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.
Then my eyes moist with painful drizzle
My nights are longer than centuries ...
