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Requiem on dream.
You always were proud of the piano, remember?
You could spend behind it of night on flight... Once you have told that if we will leave, you will write a requiem.
And I liked to write verses... You stole my writing-books and wrote on them music. I always wanted, that you have written me a lullaby, but the requiem as a result has turned out. You have again appeared the best, you have constrained the promise, you have written a requiem on our love. And here I did not manage to put verses on your music... And on white as snow sheet, these four words - are seen
You always were proud of the piano, remember?
You could spend behind it of night on flight... Once you have told that if we will leave, you will write a requiem.
And I liked to write verses... You stole my writing-books and wrote on them music. I always wanted, that you have written me a lullaby, but the requiem as a result has turned out. You have again appeared the best, you have constrained the promise, you have written a requiem on our love. And here I did not manage to put verses on your music... And on white as snow sheet, these four words - are seen