He bathed in the world popular
the man is perhaps a little too blind
proud, he does not encounter.
Never the side of love.
Not for him will never taste the morning
Mirabilis Jalapa tea, stars, and the sky
Only drain the man.
I do not want any more of his
memories of my heart be beaten.
Heart inventory, is
always be done sometimes,
Junk emotions pull out
thick stylus over,
throw hover
thoughts away.
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