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It was the perfect time Both our souls became one I felt something was wrong But the tears said it was divine
And as slow as the wind on that day That way it was, remember… Like the warmness of the leaves that fall dead Hurting our faces so much, hope you remember
Now! The rose you hold so hardly against your chest had fallen from your hands to the bottom of the vest
Never something was as perfect, as quiet Shiver; let it go, as one summer day at its best.
We never were more than strangers Both danci
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