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... drifted away with the west wind.
Idiot’s babble,
the reliance of my love is like a withered and falling flower.
A spark can start a prairie fire,
My passionate eyes once lit up the brightest sky.
Thunder from a clear sky,
you heartlessly let go,
at the time I needed you most
..."
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