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lips were at my ears while you breathed the stories of mine
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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Seasons change. Friends move away. and life goes on from day to day..
Flower fade and stream goes dry and most of the time we wonder WHY..
yet we can always be assured because unlike the changes in weather, memories go. and last.
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Sunday, May 22, 2011
1061105472
Seasons change. Friends move away. and life goes on from day to day..
Flower fade and stream goes dry and most of the time we wonder WHY..
yet we can always be assured because unlike the changes in weather, memories go. and last.
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