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Jan 2012
Staring out the window
As these cars pass me by
I know I'm dreaming of you
'Cause without, I'd surely die

Suddenly the wind blows
You're stumbling into veiw
I close my eyes, and just pretend-
I'm right in front of you
Poetry Is Life
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