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#1112
I miss you like the December earth Misses the sunlit rays on a cloudy day Cold for you I yearn each dawn And churn and burn as the aching Pacific waves A crashing hope upon wishes bent At 11:12 my world set straight And all that a man can do is wish That this will be the fated day You walk into my life And stay
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Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC
A Wish Is All This Man Can Give (11:12)