The quiet storm of heartbreak
as black tears, your song touches my heart,
mind and soul, as the realities of earthly life,
uncertainty is the certain thing in the life on earth,
my mind whispers.
As a stream of melancholy or sadness,
it flows to the deepest area of my heart.
Even when I think of the meaning and destination of life,
your song - dear Imelda May -
I feel in the real sense, as a …
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