About how many days have passed to see myself in graveyard of hope.
Any how come an angel from above.
Seven hundred flocks came upon heaven requiem.
How many times I lied.
How many times I tried.
How many times I cried.
But you're still the one I love, my desire, my inspiration, my life.
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