* the blue pulse, you have bridged with your arms

* the blue pulse, you have bridged with your arms
Over my shoulder
A bridge that terminates to eternity
At last let me for the day of the “Voletile”
Your foot print lasts up on my eyes *
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Touching the blade every morning,and kissing the wounds you ...

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On your day... I don't know how to put words together to des...

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I'll be by your side until you get tired of the whole world ...

When Shahrivar arrives, the world takes on a different color...

my dear eric

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