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Don'T Love Too Much

Don’t love too much, friend, don’t do it. Sometime I loved too much and now I have restless nights and I admit That I can’t grasp what happened and how. Don’t love too much – obey me, my friend – Not to be like an unfulfilled dream, And not to brood on the inevitable end, And not to follow the common scheme…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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