| Another form, but not todayPage 1 of 1 | Maby one day, will the wind blow my way When i catch the sent of her hair on the wind And i see her standing there with that knowing grin How i rue the day, we seperate, Not turning around, and moving away Until that day, wait as i may, meeting her seems so far today.
So peace out lame dating site, I hope you all get what you wanted.
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