To hide in Past pure.
That smelt lavender..
That dies in ember.
In noseptember..
we were loved by..
Before the last sigh.
Now and forever..
That dies in ember.
In noseptember..
There where gardens had no end..oh..
That smelt lavender..
In forever memory of N.K.
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