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Aug 7, 2018 12:23
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it comes to my mind the time
when first I met true love
anything so sweet so fine

I had never seen before
glancing at whom this magic
made so real, but also sore

oh passion how sad is your trick
if I was too blind and thirsty to see
the perfect vision of your sun

reaching your eyes near the sea
beautiful to the point I could die
tripping over my feet, hitting a tree

I fell down on the ground and say
oh poor you, next time make sure
you take your glass before

stalking a nice lady into the bog