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. When love grows out of time And huddles in a grey season Of distemper, beware chilling Same, the deep low downing Doldrums, the browning burn Of the left alone flower, deftly Dying laughter, stale motions, The hollow rings entrapments When love grows out of time.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
When Love Grows Out of Time
. When love grows out of time And huddles in a grey season Of distemper, beware chilling Same, the deep low downing Doldrums, the browning burn Of the left alone flower, deftly Dying laughter, stale motions, The hollow rings entrapments When love grows out of time.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
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