The way that we kissed will live on my lips for a lifetime,
long after the summer rain has turned to wayward, winter snow,
and our blessed bones have been reborn within the tender embrace of the Earth.
The way that we kissed will live on my lips for a lifetime,
long after the summer rain has turned to wayward, winter snow,
and our blessed bones have been reborn within the tender embrace of the Earth.
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