Somewhere you are begged in hearts and tears
Somewhere you are looked forward to come
All that you've been giving me is piece
Of still unease
Leaves are tearing up in woeful hiss
Autumn waits for us to go to ground
We have left behind no one to miss
While you keep giving me this still unease
Thorns are penetrating into ice
F*tal fre*ze is pi*rcing into l*ps
Still we're eager to the furs of love
And bear unease.
Unease
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