My Opera is closing 3rd of March

suspicious minds

the red corner lamp

Songs are mute without you…
Springs are winter.
The facts are lies…
Firsts last,
Yeses no,
Certainties at suspense without you…
Auspices are devilry,
Even the sun sparkles darkness without you…
Poems blank,
All the white: black!
by gnc the great

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