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Untitled 08/05/2018

Dearest dawn of the morning eve

Had the sun fallen to the depths

My conscious would never be

Save forth the passing moment from we met

Let days go dark and winters cold

From fading love of dreary past

Run the tides and times grow old

I’m falling falling darling, fast

I can’t bare to love.

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