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My love of memories falls So many a image to hold on They drain down infinitely Never to stop my hoping heart Like manna from heaven Measured my desire even My mind said six But the best is seven I overlooked the ratings of what we once shared So long without ago So far without away Present in the third eyes I rather use that sight Now I cuddle safe in the arms of our past And when the dark reality burn my inner I sip your image down my mind Knowing that you're there I feel secured from the truth
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
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