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|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.