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Thoughts Of Sadness
I have dwelt in the
Thoughts and tents of
My heart in torture,
Thinking of one milky
Moment yet to come,
That every stray thought
Of it makes me slim, and
I have dwelt in the
Thoughts and tents of
My heart in torture,
Thinking of one milky
Moment yet to come,
That every stray thought
Of it makes me slim, and