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SmokeIt's not yours, is it, This mahogany box, so close to Pandora.Smoke
But you know the secrets it contains, And you know that Hope's body is lying in one of its corners, curled up as sweetly as an autumn leaf
—and just as lifeless.So called the dank earth that crumbled between my fingers Into a broken hourglass;
So called the delicate flowers of the Forget-me-not As Adam and Eve crumbled into the tormented sands of the samiel,
while I made a resting place filled with ochre leaves deep underneath &nb
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greeting from turkey istanbul city
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I don't like your tragic sighs
as if your god has passed you by well hey fool
that's your deception
your angels speak with jilted tongues
the serpent's tale has come undone you have no
strength to squander
The only comfort is the moving of the river
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the sky
to night's last city
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Come down to my room
I was thinking about you
and made a pass at myself
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