Leaving things behind, all the memories...
I hear them scream at lonely nights
\\ we're not done yet, start preparing \\
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Wind
Short StoryPoems/my thoughts during hard times If i could show him my sincere... Maybe now is the best We're far away from each other Not in body but mind and heart
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Leaving things behind, all the memories...
I hear them scream at lonely nights
\\ we're not done yet, start preparing \\
