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what's o'clock
THE ANNIVERSARY
Ten years is nothing,
Yet I do not remember
What happened before.
Yet I do not remember
What happened before.
Morning flings shadows,
But midday is shadowless.
So I have found it.
But midday is shadowless.
So I have found it.
T have no flowers,
Yet I give you these roses.
Humour my pretence.
Yet I give you these roses.
Humour my pretence.
Have I satisfied?
Who can be sure of himself.
Touch me with your love,
Who can be sure of himself.
Touch me with your love,