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Things Lost It cannot end if it fails to begin dreary rain, sobbing through the day. Love not knowing just spit out despare my sanctuary. It cannot be if it never was this dream, my reality should see. O' gloom you haven of my hope sent here to capture me. Lost things life must veil inward kept as bones. Twilight will betray these things lost today. To heft a costly thought and call it forth; casting down shameful lights behind my lost things veil. |
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