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A pebble drops in the inky surface, The weather driven water as if a Brown varnish. I am the ripples in the water, You are the pebble that made me change. Hold my hand, Make me spin around once more. Give me what I lack, Things like Trust, Love, Friendship. Just like the ripples I am, I am gone too soon.
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC
Quixotic
A pebble drops in the inky surface, The weather driven water as if a Brown varnish. I am the ripples in the water, You are the pebble that made me change. Hold my hand, Make me spin around once more. Give me what I lack, Things like Trust, Love, Friendship. Just like the ripples I am, I am gone too soon.
Quixotic: Exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical.
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC
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