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My mind is white,
like rose petals without color.
My lips are dry —
like your words: sorrow.
Even clothed in full,
the truth shows through —
like me.
Like you, too.
I don't know
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My mind is white,
like rose petals without color.
My lips are dry —
like your words: sorrow.
Even clothed in full,
the truth shows through —
like me.
Like you, too.
0 Kudos
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