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Bohemia Kingdom My Sentence of love came only through attrition and now my country Bohemia misses me. You glided through my hands like water and I was blinded by the mesmerizing light that surrounded you. Trying to deny the endless corridor of hope which appears in your eyes at my every glance and the music being played without sound is unperceivable to the ears of our company. But i am like a stuck record and now tired of being played over and over
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