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Lust or Love? My youth chose the former. The heart crumbled, And the body awakened. And there it was.. A single cup of coffee at the table, Reflecting a heap of worn skin and wrinkles. Nevertheless, sunsets were always beautiful.
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
Young Blood Has No Soul
Lust or Love? My youth chose the former. The heart crumbled, And the body awakened. And there it was.. A single cup of coffee at the table, Reflecting a heap of worn skin and wrinkles. Nevertheless, sunsets were always beautiful.
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
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