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Fifteen minutes with you.....
Sunlight shade turned
your face from blue into wine,
how I drunk from the barrels of your beauty
Hungover, even too shy,
to leave my desires on poetry walls
the third pillow was always too far
too far, to hold you in the night
your face from blue into wine,
how I drunk from the barrels of your beauty
Hungover, even too shy,
to leave my desires on poetry walls
the third pillow was always too far
too far, to hold you in the night
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