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Storms and blizzards constantly rattled eternally,

And surrounded by a continuous stream of people,

The soul was torn, love asked constantly,

And life not evolved, if rock.

And suddenly out of a man’s heart to see her stretched,

Waited and suffered regularly every day,

And again, all over again continuously spun,

Destroying the pain inside her and all her migraines.

And the sun again became so magically,

Time stopped as if for a moment,

Plunged headlong into this eternity,

And everything was in full swing and became violent obsession.

His love filled his soul, inspiration,

And from now on, she never lied again.,

Woke up early in the morning with a feeling,

That only his always meekly waited.