Would you be my love when the fire is low? When the day soar and all is º°˚˚˚°ºO! Like the lake, fear at stake. In the rain, in ur pains even without gain what is your take? In the morning the cares u gave n @ nite d spread I crave. Gently fades the fear and tears saved. Just one dream, one breath, one step, one look, one grip n º°˚˚˚°ºO just one... One? WoUlD yoU Be MY LUV wen d fire is low?
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