sway with me, everything sad — madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure the sky; sway with me, sad things — fingers split on a forge old age like breakfast shell used books, used people used flowers, used love I need you I need you I need you: it has run away like a horse or a dog, dead or lost or unforgiving.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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