lundi, novembre 17, 2003
But for mine own pleasure alone
If you may understand, in your own way
So be it, and with luck I pray.
But lonely verse, in lonely times
When we are all far
Yet before we die
May show you all, that perhaps
You never needed to know.
Verses writ not for you to know
But for mine own pleasure alone
If you may understand, in your own way
So be it, and with luck I pray.
But lonely verse, in lonely times
When we are all far
Yet before we die
May show you all, that perhaps
You never needed to know.
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