"I know: yes, no, even I must tear offThe delicate daisy petals.Everyone on earth is destined to feelThe torments of love.
For this gloomy beast within my breast - A heart. But the thing is,We've all had to learn not to sleep for three years.In the morning we shall find outWho has died in the night.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
For this gloomy beast within my breast - A heart. But the thing is,We've all had to learn not to sle...
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