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30.3.10


At first I think.
Then I think again.
I don't know which one is right.
A day goes by.
A thought trials on.
Yet. Another Sleepless Night.
Maybe a song.
Or some words from the heart
But I know it's too much to ask.
Im caught up in things.
Got ahead of myself.
This tale just can't be unmasked.
So I sit in my chair.
With a daze on my face.
I don't know of a better duet.
So I'll lift up my head,
With the promise from you.
That you won't hold back any regret.


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