This lunar beauty Has no history Is complete and early, If beauty later Bear any feature It had a lover And is another. This like a dream Keeps other time And daytime is The loss of this, For time is inches And the heart`s changes Where ghost has haunted Lost and wanted. But this was never A ghost`s endeavor Nor finished this, Was ghost at ease, And till it pass Love shall not near The sweetness here Nor sorrow take His endless look.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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