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Not Much Here
Contributed by
catz77
on
Saturday, 3rd May 2008 @ 02:52:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The trees seem to always be me And the moon my family The night is the world And I am told over and over again
I sit alone and tired More tired than ever A walk away from here could do me some good A thought could lead to much more I want to drift away into the night And feel the wind blow these doubts away A walk is all I need Perhaps Ill find something out there Something worth looking for And so my mind is made up and I follow the moon
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catz77
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2008-05-03 14:52:09] (Date/Time posted on
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