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Dreams, Smooth

I
Every wake up from somewhere
				That voices
Full, gray of art, they can’t enter 
			Again and again 
If that was, auction the love, heavy
If that wasn’t, no cost
					Dam
				Real woman
At least , way that may be enemy
They found that 
Be forgetful morning
They run
			Runner and
			Mistake of universe
I wake up from somewhere, that voices
		In the wars
				That’s
How can I say to the love..
Kissed apples, no
		Beauty is sometime ruthless
		I says, but 
				Not I says
Continuous, continuous, continuous,
At the cemetery
		I can’t wake up ,  never 


Thwelt Di Nwe

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