My heart sings songs of the time before time. Trying to awaken u from the sleep of this world. U spirit recognises it. Regrettably u Don’t.
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previously
I will not b there forever. Like u I'm in a human garb soon to pass on. Don't b of those who regret after. Once gone it doesn't return.
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up next
Love is like spring time after a cold miserable winter. It brings with it hope n rejuvenates the soul. Find the dispenser before he is gone.