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I'm 28 years old. I'm not a prolific poet, unlike some of the work of the great writers I have had the true pleasure of reading on this site. |
Winding slowly for miles and miles
Appearing to be lost...
Just around the corner
A new life waits for us...
Just around the corner
A new life waits for us...
Another day dawns
And I wait for you...
I lie in my bed tonight
My heart and eyes wide open...
Sit with me for a while
So I can share with you...
Winding slowly for miles and miles
Appearing to be lost...
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Keep smiling those smiles that reach your eyes and inside, your heart will never be sad |
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Love is when the sun kisses your forehead, and the wind caresses your lips |