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2009/10/05

this heart's worn its mask long enought I love you as the night is round as the day's proud
of its prayers song's a night ridden by airs








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Enough fancy tricks my love your city is my city it's always been so even if the pains are greater .


That city is my memory


and how long has it evade me ?

how long before arms and chests breasts press


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