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SWEET ROSE
Hollow I be stung As parted years close Many bits they hung Around sweet rose Numb I be of your smile Fondness still in fashion To hunger for you awhile Once fiery passion Constrain my lust For we are mortal When one is hushed Unfortunate time is fatal |
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