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I know someday You’ll look at me And our love affair Will be all gone. You and I both will Have had our fun And time will come For you to move on. Vagabond love It’s an acquired taste And not everybody Can easily tolerate it. All the neat tricks That exist within The world won’t work; Won’t win when we debate it. I’m sure we will Go from breakfast Late and **** To passing in the hall. Then one day soon You’ll be packed up As if you never really Have lived here at all. Vagabond love Means one must learn To appreciate that We’ve had love to feel. And just because It didn’t last forever Does not mean None of it was real.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:59 PM UTC
VAGABOND LOVE
I know someday You’ll look at me And our love affair Will be all gone. You and I both will Have had our fun And time will come For you to move on. Vagabond love It’s an acquired taste And not everybody Can easily tolerate it. All the neat tricks That exist within The world won’t work; Won’t win when we debate it. I’m sure we will Go from breakfast Late and **** To passing in the hall. Then one day soon You’ll be packed up As if you never really Have lived here at all. Vagabond love Means one must learn To appreciate that We’ve had love to feel. And just because It didn’t last forever Does not mean None of it was real.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:59 PM UTC
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