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Monday, September 28, 2009

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  1. I walked while the wind blew upon me
    in the crowd of people walking to and fro
    here, i met your gentle self
    i don't want to leave you
    you were also there on lonely nights
    I'll promise you this: I'll become strong
    because our joined hearts are one..
    we can fly..

    i play thank you over and over again
    even though we are far from one another...

    let's wave saying goodbye
    and meet here again,
    i want to meet you...again,,


    ~andreleen~

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