When the sense that I think have died for you
mash was a speck of light that used to be
recalled why why should I think
rather than love but love never should have continued to why love can blind the eyesstill make me mad and crazy but I realize that all is not immortal and I will not beblinded by you again even though I still miss you in pelukku in reply deepestrecesses of the heart.
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