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Dec 2013
all i wanted was “you”
all i ever dreamed about was “you”
but "you" seems to be a dream
i put my feet on the ground
then i discover that it was a dream
a sweet dream
so wherever you are
i'm here
i'm waiting for you
after every single cup of wine i drank up
after every salty tears i droped
after every cold winter
after every breath i took
i was that sure
that you'll knock the door
and say “I am the “you”, I am your dream, I’m coming true”
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