Clouds over the blue
Eyes drooping eyelids.
Like a wild ass's udder,
Hearts are empty forever.
Eternal cinderella, in soot,
Contradicting him every now and then,
The soul is at odds with the body.
That 's why the heart wanders,
Leave him alone,
See: not up to you!
Unless you double the flour,
They are building their own garden.
Your heart is homeless,
And there is no shelter to be found in it.
Unless - eustoma
The twig belongs here.
Clouds over the blue
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