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Yesterday when I was all

Alone,

With just the velvet flowing

Night.

And cold as ice

Itself my weary grief,

Deeply mourning for lost love

Playing me worn out

Love ballads

Stringed of death.

Then your cold hallowed

Eyes

Dancing met

Invading mine,

Bringing me

Face to face

At last to know you

For who you

Really were!





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