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By it dosent matter Date: 2003 Jan 12 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.12.02.36.29888]] |
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can you feel me fallin in earliest mornin dawn right before you open eyes after dreams are gone would you hear me whisper right before the ground i hit your name upon my lips this last taste of you i will miss such a sweet an simple sound while we study games of war no passin grade for all who struggle forever more and would you feel me fallin in the earliest mornin dawn just before you open eyes after all dreams are gone |