To furbish rotten roads of glory...
remains infinite desolate appetite
into my two eyes.
There's no appetite in heart
for, o darling,
my heart is over-loaded with your love.
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To furbish rotten roads of glory... remains infinite desolate appetite into my two eyes. There's no appetite in heart for, o darling, my heart is over-loaded with your love.