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You left at the dusk of May Without the memories that stay You said you’ll be happy there I hope it wasn’t your err Away from the afternoon sun You went missing for the autumn fun To the cold cities you roam I know you’ll never come back home You’ll miss your small sleeps You said you’ll gain in heaps I hope it’s true Missing the memories; you grew They say the world is round I hope we’ll meet around At the cold cities you roam Cause I know you’ll never come back home ©SmitFairytale 20 November 2016 15:19
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 8:46 AM UTC
Cities
You left at the dusk of May Without the memories that stay You said you’ll be happy there I hope it wasn’t your err Away from the afternoon sun You went missing for the autumn fun To the cold cities you roam I know you’ll never come back home You’ll miss your small sleeps You said you’ll gain in heaps I hope it’s true Missing the memories; you grew They say the world is round I hope we’ll meet around At the cold cities you roam Cause I know you’ll never come back home ©SmitFairytale 20 November 2016 15:19
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 8:46 AM UTC
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