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snow fell on my city and the grey clouds streched aross the sky's i sit inside drinking the tea of memories oh how they taste good i'll walk out later with my friend around the city we will go on the snow we will walk on the train we will ride will i see familliar faces walking around? who knows i bet the snow as hidden everyone from me i'll sit inside as i watch the snow and my mind will melt will the storie go on or will end it a dramatic pause? and never to resume again... i hope the snow doesn't freeze our storie footprints will be left in the snow just mine will be there i suposse i'll wait for spring when eveything will bloom bloom bloom
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:07 PM UTC
"Je manque ton touche terriblement"
snow fell on my city and the grey clouds streched aross the sky's i sit inside drinking the tea of memories oh how they taste good i'll walk out later with my friend around the city we will go on the snow we will walk on the train we will ride will i see familliar faces walking around? who knows i bet the snow as hidden everyone from me i'll sit inside as i watch the snow and my mind will melt will the storie go on or will end it a dramatic pause? and never to resume again... i hope the snow doesn't freeze our storie footprints will be left in the snow just mine will be there i suposse i'll wait for spring when eveything will bloom bloom bloom
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:07 PM UTC
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