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Ye sought of me

What I asked not of thee

‘Let’s try, don’t ask why, under stars lie’…

Perfect scheme, tattered dreams, conjured up anew

So tell me how concessions avowed hath solid guild to build upon

But like the wind, blowing frivolous again, in a moment’s notice… you were gone

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