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Hug yourself and remember our last touch. Hug yourself and remember our last touch.
Ahhh! It fascinates How the still water blush hues of red, Ahhh! It fascinates How the still water blush hues of red,
It hurts, to let things go of your hold, To slip from pink innocence, It hurts, to let things go of your hold, To slip from pink innocence,
Passes by me, The warmth of shooting star... Passes by me, The warmth of shooting star...
"Hey, you desolated in convict's Attire! I wonder the distress; why you suffer?" Suffer? And ... "Hey, you desolated in convict's Attire! I wonder the distress; why you suff...
Carpet of Loachans, amid frozen trees, With silence shimmers, falls crimson flakes, Breaking t... Carpet of Loachans, amid frozen trees, With silence shimmers, falls crimson f...
The poem describes the rain, and asks if it is useful or harmful? The poem describes the rain, and asks if it is useful or harmful?
Let silence preach, In my shade of wine, My heart aches, Out of peculiar sunshine.. Let silence preach, In my shade of wine, My heart aches, Out of peculia...
In the course of being rich She lost the real freshness of green meadow, In the course of being rich She lost the real freshness of green meadow,
What am I? Am the silk that recreates the fields, Or am I the flood, the swallow your meals? What am I? Am the silk that recreates the fields, Or am I the flood, the s...