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She slept
with the heat of the masses [bodies, bulks ??]
and I woke up
wanting to dream of her
Some time in the past (a while ago)
I thought about writing to her
and I never avoided
the pitfalls of love
That love
of light music
nothing frees us,
nothing else remains
I will not send
ashes of roses
nor shall I avoid
a secret contact
That love
of light music
nothing fr
She slept
with the heat of the masses [bodies, bulks ??]
and I woke up
wanting to dream of her
