Whisper in the cold air of broken dream, come to my ears
Paddle the memoir into the falling inks of sorry;
Give me a tap of sweet banter
But still the teasing desolation is there,
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Pain on the rebound of past sorrows and mistakes Echo an apt title for all the misfortunes, giving grounds for to look to the future for a better life than the past...regards
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Pain on the rebound of past sorrows and mistakes Echo an apt title for all the misfortunes, giving grounds for to look to the future for a better life than the past...regards