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Hear a Gift, Write a GiftYour dreary sounds could lift us all to heaven Sinking into ourselves Baring deeply the glistening of the moons call Correctly driven by every chord Spaciously moving with every breath Eyes fall holding onto everything they see Bringing your dreary, dreamy sounds Keeps me warm Keeps me living Keeps me doing everything I should An emotion such as this could not be a mistake Solid or it's nothing Something, this is Has anyone told you? Well, this is what I think of you Knowing only what I want to see It's fine A monster could be your soul  Hear a Gift, Write a Gift


I love youI love you. That is my truth. Do I understand it? No! I don't even know if I could live up to it. I love you. You will ask: How much? Is it really necessary to tellI love you
you? Suddenly, you've become everything. My serenity,
my
true love. You'll then ask: What is "true?" That's fine, I'll tell you "true" is to feel you, that I take you inside me that I lose you and I don't have you, it's to feel that I forget you and I cry and sigh it's to know that you are not mine, and to know you never will be. It's to miss you a
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Noir Mariposa ...x
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