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If it was for me. It could be meant to be. There's a chance for you and me. Asking her for a dance, Is like counting the stars by hand. Asking her for her hand, Is a one-in-a-million chance. If fairytales did exist, won't you stay and reminisce. Counting days that we'll miss.
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC
Fairytales
If it was for me. It could be meant to be. There's a chance for you and me. Asking her for a dance, Is like counting the stars by hand. Asking her for her hand, Is a one-in-a-million chance. If fairytales did exist, won't you stay and reminisce. Counting days that we'll miss.
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC
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