There was something inside of me which was telling me you were not the right one for me since the very beginning.
My love has poisoned that voice. Now they are both dead, the voice and the love.
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There was something inside of me which was telling me you were not the right one for me since the very beginning.
My love has poisoned that voice. Now they are both dead, the voice and the love.
And yet the one who observed and listened to the voice remains unmoved and unblemished and whole. She watches and learns and creates. She is a joy. Be most Groovy!
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