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Emm Jul 2017
Sway, sway...
cradle me away
Pray, pray...
this love won't go astray

Nothing's new,
but this feeling is precious
precocious and nimble
One soothing gaze that took it all
Shot right through from your piercing soul
....

We are hot white marble and ashes,
let us be until,
we're cold white marbles and ashes

I like you and I'd like to stay

— The End —