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Dark Things
You touched me when I could not feel
but when I caressed your head
that lay on my shoulder
your tears wet my heart
and then I loved you more than ever
as dark things must be loved
but when I caressed your head
that lay on my shoulder
your tears wet my heart
and then I loved you more than ever
as dark things must be loved
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