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Today I know that you've gone
Submerged in silence,
under shadows;
named you in a seemingly endless vacuity
As if he were listening!
As if he felt it!
Despite my lips you've gone astray,
let me tell you the hours that I've thought of you,
like a dream that has become ponderous
You stand out and anxiety takes my soul;
what need of your memories
if my fingers thr...
Thursday 4th July 2013 1:32 am
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