Doux Polverenere
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before its all a lonely memoryA Story by Doux PolverenereThe things that have time can wait |
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I am nothingA Story by Doux PolverenereThe meaning of self reflection |
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beautiful and freeA Story by Doux PolverenereWhen you can't take leaving in someone else's dream |
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Doux epiphany notes deeply rendered on novelty (d...A Story by Doux PolverenereA memory |
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the lost sense of self freedomA Poem by Doux PolverenereThe women in the fields |
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the world as it once wasA Story by Doux PolverenereA memory |
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on the bench with mali and thatoA Poem by Doux PolverenereChase destiny |
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the shade of garden beautyA Story by Doux PolverenereWaiting for the moment of finding something |
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golden roads with holesA Poem by Doux PolverenereWake up |
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in the eyes of a butterflyA Story by Doux PolverenereWhen she was mine |
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