Sing for me. I will smile and touch your hair, and dare to sing along when I know the words; for we are at best in a blended voice, and thought, and flesh.
There is too much to be lost in the world. Love is, and was, and will be regent, regret wets sweated sins.
Sing for me. I will smile and touch your hair, and dare to sing along when I know the words; for we are at best in a blended voice, and thought, and flesh.
There is too much to be lost in the world. Love is, and was, and will be regent, regret wets sweated sins.
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There is too much to be lost in the world (to be lost in the world...)