Mary
In your red hair.
You need to check these meditations
All of them look for you,
They are out of the window
And when I go to my institute
I know I'll see you there, my soul...
Tell me why are you such sweet,
Why are you beautiful,
Why are you tacit(
But I'm a fool.
When will we meet(
Your water burns my blood
However my air absorbs your heart.
I often want to disappear
So I will not suffer
Let me stay lonely everywhere!
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