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Apr 1
if we had five minutes left
i'd spend them with you
staring into the eyes
of a pretty soul who flew
into the soon to be dead skies
we can't escape our demise
if we had to run away
from things we couldn't comprehend
i would stay with you
forever, until the end
i would never leave you. and i'm sorry for that.
Anastasia
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Anastasia
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