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Mar 2013
In a different place and a different time
I'd find your smile, that pale soft face
The cold hard truth is, I'd follow you down
To the ends of this world, to the end of my rope
I'm all for serious, I'm funny but this my dear is no joke
I'd hold your hand the whole way just to hear you say you need me

Where have you gone, where do you go
In the nights and hours I need you the most
Nobody cares and nobody knows
But to me you're nothing more than a ghost

I Promise I won't say a thing
Just come sit, let me push you on the swing
Share a laugh or two once more
Stay out late, use the back door

We could venture the night, brave our hardships
Solve all our problems with a little hard work
We can work it all out, there's no doubt about it
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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