You wring my own tears
On these seeds of loneliness you have sown
love these lines
and, then some more of these
How I would spend this world’s weight in gold
Only to know for the hundredth last time
If you still think of me.
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You wring my own tears On these seeds of loneliness you have sown love these lines and, then some more of these How I would spend this world’s weight in gold Only to know for the hundredth last time If you still think of me.