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Lips meet in the evening's embrace,Night entwines our bodies, leaving no trace,Morning reveals the essence of our souls,Bright, tender, and swiftly it..
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Sometimes, it seems to me, one day,I'll set forth and go my way,Towards fears and doubts I'll stride,To fulfill the dream that's deep inside.Though th..
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Oh, how many songs have been sung for you,How many poems have been written, it's true,You were born, captivating in your own way,Both ancient and yout..
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