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Jun 2014
With d end of summer,
my soul my spirit,
is all about to be lost in air,
my heart gone, there's no more prayers left,
coz m about to be lost in air,
when winter ****
i will b in moisture of fog,
when sun rises i will fly,
when moon shines,
again i will b back in the air,
to be always with u,
i will lost in air..
M afraid of black nights,
oh my lord take me to you,
m here near by u..
when summer ends,
To b with u forever,
m ready to be lost in air...
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