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Dawn is to dusk How i may be with my love I doth not wait for her Dare i say i move on? I maybe going nowhere But she moves much too fast I may think to quicken my tempo Where she will only crash
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Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Moving On
Dawn is to dusk How i may be with my love I doth not wait for her Dare i say i move on? I maybe going nowhere But she moves much too fast I may think to quicken my tempo Where she will only crash
william-mclaughlin
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Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
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