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                                                        -11:11 ,

      From lonesome to compunction , the circumlocutory polititesse of our onessess , a versified longuer felt like our very first eternal lie.  

-11:54 ,

  I defered to the sundry stories 'neath    those oceanic eyes

-11:55 ,

  Maybe we talked for the very first time ,or was it all illusory?
 
                         
                             - 11:56 ,

                    If you find us in a
                  dark and cold place
                       I promise you
                    a lugubrious poesy
                  awaiting the warmth
                         in our hearts .

                              - 11:57 ,

                      If you find us in
                       our lost space ,
                      I promise to not
                divagate from melody
                 of our plaintive dirge.

                              - 11:58 ,

                     If you find us in
                wreckage of our souls
                I promise you an intent
                      of pillage in the
                    serendipity of our
                      omniscient past.

- 11:59 ,

But the forbidden remains unanswered , who were this shambolic us?

   - 00:00 ,

who are you with the blurry congruence to my mismatch?
               
                                                        
                                                      -11:11 ,

              Did I believed in us anyway ?

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