Today, only the spot
quietly standing time.
Within the human carbon
ventilations need affections.
I'm so than a stationary vane.
Like in my hand I would empty the heart,
I love longing man.
My heart needs a new tune,
which is the love of melody forward spurs.
Me bring out those summer nights warm,
in a misty field carefree
crickets dancing.
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