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The Bereavement Of Water And Astrology

I felling like a failed man; Where darkness falls,
The beauty of waking up in the blue forest is on my finger and red lips,
There is intense light on the lake
In my forest.
Ample touches the amalgam again with a touch of trembling;
You take water all over my body,
The bone is made up of hundreds of meats
The fragrance of the worm, the wilderness,
makes me remember the memories of my childhood.
The lost melody of the heart washed away in silver water,

Silence in the breeze of clouds,
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