Know that is true love is real clear in the language of ordinary rain in the night do not know how I would prefer the warmth of your love to make love tolerance to let you let go by the pain in my heart want to cry but could not cry until I miss and love flooded as the sea is no longer desperate to leave you down I do not cry tears of love will not come back again so I would not want to have to wait for spring to autumn in your love where I exist outside of,
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