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out side my window is a willow tree windy days, if I set quiet, it whispers to me some days it talks of life, and last chances some days it talks of love, and romances another day it whispers of just, this and that there are days by myself its nice for a chat on days I am feeling bad, it whispers sad and it tells me that things will be alright it whispers in the day, it whispers in the night I listen often in bed as my head lays on the pillow happy that I have, a whispering willow...JMF All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
Whispering Willow
out side my window is a willow tree windy days, if I set quiet, it whispers to me some days it talks of life, and last chances some days it talks of love, and romances another day it whispers of just, this and that there are days by myself its nice for a chat on days I am feeling bad, it whispers sad and it tells me that things will be alright it whispers in the day, it whispers in the night I listen often in bed as my head lays on the pillow happy that I have, a whispering willow...JMF All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
Master the Art of Listening
ShamusDeyo
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
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