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How heavy the days are There s not a fire t

How heavy the days are.
There's not a fire that can warm me
Not a sun to laugh with me
Everything bare
Everything cold and merciless
And even the beloved clear
Stars look desolately down
Since I learned in my heart that
Love can die..

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