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Longing for the escape Lost in the dreams Missing the adventures in your eyes I shall become a mystery The long rides the great new people jazzing streets and sweet loving rivers. but where will i go? I'll be there waiting to be found so unwillingly. Where is there exactly. That my love is for you and I to find out.
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
lost out the window
Longing for the escape Lost in the dreams Missing the adventures in your eyes I shall become a mystery The long rides the great new people jazzing streets and sweet loving rivers. but where will i go? I'll be there waiting to be found so unwillingly. Where is there exactly. That my love is for you and I to find out.
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
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