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the lattice of my life is
flipping, slipping
and there you are upon it
tripping
gripping
and if I could only reach out and take you
but we aren't allowed to
So just you
for the rest of eternity
tumbling
down
my
sleeve.

blue.जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें