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Chances

  • Nov 8, 2019
  • 1 min read

Updated: Nov 10, 2019

Sometimes I loose the words

So I breathe in the moments

Hold them tight

A gift I suppose

To move through the nights

Oh, push into dream you sweet stories

You pictures from the day passed

So that I may see you again

And find a second chance

To tell you all you mean to me

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