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Don’t miss me now there’s not much to remember me by I am the wind that blew over your sails gently, no tempest trail no hurricane, storm or gale…
Your love gave me words with which I rhymed now all I have left is gibberish long pauses that come to a stop in the shape of a sigh when…
I survive the days, it’s the nights that keep me alive when I think of all the times I had you by my side, then when I reminisce I recall all…
In this circle of life complete with twists, turns and bends I met you unintended for the first time? or was it the last? not mine to know or…