Love

Let us meet there love,

Where the air is frozen,

And it can’t move anymore,

As we’re frozen as cold frozen custard, 

Where we’ll only be listening to the wails

And praises;

From the world which also mocked us,

From the world we just left, 

From the world we don’t know our way back.

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