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brown pools

i've ever been dreamed of

those brown pools of yours

the way you look at me

before, now and then

i've been wanting them,

i will never be tired watching 

them twinkling like

the stars from above

the dark clouded 

blue skies are like the

pains i see in your eyes

that i know there's something

inside of you eating your

flesh telling me that

you still love me and want me

to be your side, both of

us listening our blood

run side by side

a.c 

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