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Dublin, Ireland
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The power of youth is on my mind, sunsets, small town, I'm out of time.
Will you still love me when I shine from words but not from beauty?
But...
Does love really exist? Or are they only obsession, addiction, lust and desire-encircling in the brain that make you feel lucky or miserable? Maybe you do not know, but I like to think you do, you love me.