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Meet me there

Meet me there
Where the snow falls around
But the beauty of summer still remains
Meet me there
Where the silver waters flow into the blue lake
We shall stay and bathe for a while
We shall be as new love
And we shall be as old
Meet me there

We could wonder over the land barefoot
And feel the morning dew beneath us
When the hour is midnight
But the day is still fresh and young
Meet me there

◄ I am a liitle nobody

The old trooper talked of falling Candles and revolution ►

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David Taylor-Jones

Sun 17th Sep 2017 08:02

'we could wonder over the land barefoot' - lovely line ?

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