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May 2021
I sit waiting for the sun
Far too tired to run
And still fearing what I left behind
A mile between
But still that scene
Playing on my mind
Not one of blood
But one of my love
With someone who wasn't me
My tears have dried
No need for goodbyes
I guess it wasn't meant to be.
Written by
A Wandering Soul  F/England
     Leone Lamp, rae, Norman Crane, derblue, zozek and 2 others
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