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Apr 2018
You could be my enemy
Or you could be my sign
Leading me to somewhere
Beyond the well of time
And there I'll wait
In between
Where the memories are green
Where we laugh
Just for fun
Beneath the evening sun
And though I know
Those times are gone
We'll remember them
Come dawn
So close your eyes
And rest your heart
JustΒ Β for now
Hadrian Veska
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