ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ我们为回忆刻名字 。。

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T𝖍ere are words to betray and the
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthings that we say, can
ㅤㅤㅤㅤsometimes be happy and short.

𝓜y love, are you well, past the sea
ㅤㅤㅤㅤand the swell, out of the world,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤwhere is fraught.

W𝖍ere the strangers we meet, take us
ㅤㅤㅤㅤdown one way streets, and
ㅤㅤㅤㅤforgetting is something we're
ㅤㅤㅤㅤtaught.

𝓦here earthquakes will reign, between
ㅤㅤㅤㅤterror and planes — and colds
ㅤㅤㅤㅤare so easily caught.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ◌ lꪖng leaᴠ

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