Tomorrow will dock on the shore of your being
Ships longings
After sailing along in the midst of pain
And on the day Stosv
In which the passion rejected
And you will know you are rushed
Me to leave
It was a hand
And hand the matter has been settled
After Losing
Be of no blame and remorse
Tomorrow will continue to be your heart
Using my love that
I was with him blind
And my appeal claims deafness
But the time is coming
To shed a widow's grief Abra
For love was executed by pride
And threw it in the sea of nothingness
Do not rush days
The next day we close
To betray your pride
And recognize
You are the only one of defeated
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