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I fell in love with a green-eyed gypsy. The others had warned me that she was only here to seize . She dug into my pockets, but never to look for gold - [only warmth] simply because her hands were trembling. She burrowed her teeth into my skin, but she wasn't thirsty [for blood] - she only wished to leave me a souvenir. She did, however, steal something within my soul, [and left] without a single trace or even a single clue. But i continued to fall, wondering if she ever fell too. -JL