Those three days in London, Summer ’23
Where I poured my heart, so warmly unto thee
For the hope, the chance, the possibility
Of that lost love, that you never returned to me.
18.VII.23
Those three days in London, Summer ’23
Where I poured my heart, so warmly unto thee
For the hope, the chance, the possibility
Of that lost love, that you never returned to me.
18.VII.23
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