hitalot879
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just different
Listen To The Wind Blows
through the lot of the vacant sea
In my quest to the make believe
Through the charge of what you will see
beauty, in the height of a word tender seek
Lover's connect the way the words connect
Beauty once again through the tree limbs
Custom made to seek
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