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Nov 2016
As I hold the sound of the past
The wind blows cold you are here at last
All the memories that I once knew
Touching me as fresh as morning dew

Here I am still as the same me
Though now there's no more we
Funny the feelings just won't let go
My love for you still as clear as snow

As I hold the sound of the past
The wind blows cold you are here at last



11/12/2016
Mysterious_aries
Mysterious Aries
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Mysterious Aries  Philippines
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