4 мин за четене
For The Heart I Once Had
Heaven today is far away
To a place I once called home
Heart of a child, one final sigh
As another love goes cold
Once my heart beat to the rhythm
of the falling snow
Blackened below, the river now flows
A stream of molten virgin snow
For the heart I'll never have
For the child forever gone
The music flows, because it longs ...
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