Was day
Was time
Was wrong
You move me like a song
Just step by step
Small way
And purple heart of biting
My personal admitting
Strange play
How can I choose the breath
Of wondering
Of peace
Of line your neck
Tomorrow
When I’ve decided follow
To area of lack
My fingers need you back
need you
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