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the love made her blind
he lured her to a dead end
a revolver in his hand
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Wishful Thinker
Поэзия/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
