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09/07/23 at 11:54PM
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I want naught,
Peace will do.
Riches, don't need,
want to be with you.
Long were the sounds,
bells in the air.
A melodic tune,
heard everywhere.
Lost was the love,
which once was ours.
Lost but not forgotten
resting in the stars.
