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The wind is blowing my mind away Yet stories of strangers never go astray The ashes, the pavement, the parked cars Shakin' and upset grievin' in our final hours
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 11:11 AM UTC
The Wind in our Final Hours
The wind is blowing my mind away Yet stories of strangers never go astray The ashes, the pavement, the parked cars Shakin' and upset grievin' in our final hours
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Belgian
Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 11:11 AM UTC
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