Lies beneath this wisteria tree
An emblem of our midnight spree
Though many years have passed
Like strange visions on diamonds glassed
And time may have drifted us worlds apart
That you will never reach in a good ol' cart
But this old wisteria tree
Will forever remember you and me.
[An Open Letter From The Author:-
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- Count Ivempruz]
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