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You know nothing
In autumn, maybe, is hidden spring,
purple flowers under yellow leafs,
but about it, dear, you know nothing
nor broken heartedness, woes and griefs.
I'm not bad, maybe, as you think,
there is, maybe, more good in me,
but about me, dear, you know nothing
and you won't even try to see.
purple flowers under yellow leafs,
but about it, dear, you know nothing
nor broken heartedness, woes and griefs.
I'm not bad, maybe, as you think,
there is, maybe, more good in me,
but about me, dear, you know nothing
and you won't even try to see.
Published 11th May 2019
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