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Somewhere the sun is setting In your tired eyes Somewhere a cool breeze carries Songs of changing times Somewhere you're getting by, Flushed with words of wine, Somewhere a fool laments That he never called you "mine" S.R. August 13, 2014
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 12:00 PM UTC
Somewhere
Somewhere the sun is setting In your tired eyes Somewhere a cool breeze carries Songs of changing times Somewhere you're getting by, Flushed with words of wine, Somewhere a fool laments That he never called you "mine" S.R. August 13, 2014
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 12:00 PM UTC
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