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Mar 19
That poem
That poem we sang in bed for 9 months,
Has words no more.

Those cries, those sighs, that neglect has ended.
I'm free.
I'll never forget what happened SZ. I'll never forgive you
Dead lover
Written by
Dead lover  Agartha
(Agartha)   
19
   Weeping willow
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