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Into the Woods
We were lame and we were young,
Walking in the woods,
While singing our song,
Never in my dreams, felt anything wrong,
Thought you were always coming along,
Do not remember where exactly I lost you,
My eyes searched for you in heavy fog,
I continued my journey amidst the rocks,
Shivered through-out the night,
Darkness was blocking my sight,
Always thought that you wer...
Thursday 24th January 2019 5:56 am
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