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Life does not feel sore Not too far away From the golden ore l will find the way To another world Where I survive Without the cold Of your hidden smile. Touch me from inside Tore me into rags To the riches of Never ending lags Between our lives Hidden from the eyes In the old archives Burnt in paradise. 24.04.2023
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