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What mind beheld the eyes just knew
Lips that spoke of days unseen
The sins of old you can't undo
But within these pages are the crutch i lean.
Lips that spoke of days unseen
The sins of old you can't undo
But within these pages are the crutch i lean.
storm. Unmovable and constant.
memory and a heart of feeling are all I
need.
memory and a heart of feeling are all I
need.