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Singing Birds

11:17 PM | Labels: , |

I want to miss anything;
the street where we used to be together,
the birds used to sing around us,
those dreams of you when you were not around,

I want to miss anything;
as long as not missing you...
since I wouldn't be able to handle it...

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