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Obedient love




And I asked you, the abundance of the meeting

Performing

In vain

Words that are not broadcast

On me with your innocent eyes

Bear this pleasure

On the impossible castles

Exposed

Falsehood

And the mask rises

On me with your eyes

My little one

Contain

And obedience

On me I fly with wings

In the plains

And in the valleys

O lily of spring love

In the sector

O child yearning

To sing

And to say farewell

I am no longer able

To speak The stubborn

My provision

My longing

My sorrow

And the possibility of abstention

September 15

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