Mar 2013
I remeber when I'd run
Just for fun
Warm summer mornings
Spent near a sea that was roaring
But without any warning
I'm now running from the mourning
Thats Pouring own on me
Just for fun
Warm summer mornings
Spent near a sea that was roaring
But without any warning
I'm now running from the mourning
Thats Pouring own on me
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DreamingOfABetterTomorrow
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