Cold meal,
Cold meat,
Cold love;
But, opening the pages of yesterday in the land of your muse! !
Because of an emergency meeting,
For your lover was found dead on your bed.
Allegations,
Be recalled;
And like a remembrance!
But the water from the Birim River is what i need;
Because, this meat is now very cold to me! !
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