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Sep 2011
This is the day where the days don't exist
Missing the minutes slowly fade to the mists
Blown away by a kiss, which has never come to pass
Yet in this day for dreamers, your lips haven't missed
(AIP)
OnlyEggy
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OnlyEggy
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     ---, annie dalton, OnlyEggy and Anna
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