Love You
Class Love
At age 18
I was young
You kind
And long hair
You'd smile
Sun was jealous
To You
I was happy
I was drunk
For a living I was ready
But The wind blew
Storm came
Storm Separation
World you From me aloof did..
Aspirations die
I Yet Love you
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