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If only we had rent I would not yearn Nor spur your tones Promising in the mourn I’d fear not your voice Weakly in the naive Fearing the sorrows Paid upon the eave Worrisome sills Lent, and built of rage Defiant and tired Yet, protecting us the same If only I had time Longing upon your sighs I’d speak against your laments Given only in goodbye
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 6:05 PM UTC
If Only
If only we had rent I would not yearn Nor spur your tones Promising in the mourn I’d fear not your voice Weakly in the naive Fearing the sorrows Paid upon the eave Worrisome sills Lent, and built of rage Defiant and tired Yet, protecting us the same If only I had time Longing upon your sighs I’d speak against your laments Given only in goodbye
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 6:05 PM UTC
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