Friday, February 12, 2010

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it's times like these
when i wish i could see.
live and roam free, in my memories

and sit by the fire,
by the light.
on the roof top,
loving the sight.
in front of the sunrise,
and by your side.

it's times like these
when i live for my dreams.
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