Every time
I want to
Love you
Shadows lurk
Outside
That halo!
Not a past
Cut loose
And lost
Just recast
Engraved
Your muse
I don't love
By portions
Half
You are
Spent
I get
No part
I am one
Wholesome
I am dirt
You'll get
What you plant
In Earth.
You reap loves
From timeless
Hours
Coffers
Burst
Ennui
At last
Nalini
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