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by louma Sep 25, 2004 category : Life, society / meaning of life
With the bracelet on my hand I’ll hold yours tight Walking on the sand Everything else out of sight With rain like waterfalls And blue light like heaven The smell of warmth And no worries like I’m 7 The lights fade away And the rain suddenly stops… BAM youre dead! CUT! Great job guys, well done..
