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Send me the wind Heard all over. Autumn is soon Her heart will change My time is short I can't argue anymore Someday, all we have will be dust Where does that leave us?
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
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Send me the wind Heard all over. Autumn is soon Her heart will change My time is short I can't argue anymore Someday, all we have will be dust Where does that leave us?
jake-espinoza
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
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