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I always got caugt up on the few things I didn't like about you. Or that made me upset. Why does it take until you're bassicly gone to realize I've connected more with you than I have with anyone else in this life.
One day the sun will rise as im old and frail and I will look upon the trees with the cool summer breeze across my face and I will stop breathing where will everyone else be? All the people who I've shared this life with.
One day the sun will rise as im old and frail and I will look upon the trees with the cool summer breeze across my face and I will stop breathing where will everyone else be? All the people who I've shared this life with.