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Don't Sell You Thoughts
You have taken back
what you had given to me.
I offer my sleep to your eyes.
Shared pain was tangled.
Love takes the defeat.The temple
is demolished under moon.
A chandelier crashes
with piercing noise.Pink glow
vanishes from the cheeks of sun.
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