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Oct 2014
I would love to know the time through your eyes
and feel the wind drifting through
I notice when you are on the out and looking in
I wonder what you are thinking
The memories...what are they
The bad sky's are gone now
The truth came and is white now
Your beauty is strong and has remained
and we have a good start
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