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Untitled
Contributed by
IndiraDesha
on
Wednesday, 26th May 2004 @ 01:26:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Forget these damn cars!
They'll never fly as fast as we can,
Where do we need to go anyway?
You're all my eyes appreciate and
We have this green to rest upon.
It's held us close through all the forms we've known.
Look up and see how small we are.
The clouds display their mountains,
A reflection of the grandeur we live in.
And go ahead and turn that radio down.
Let's sing the songs of our lives,
This verbal foreplay is all I want.
Repeat the chorus of "I love you's",
And let's add a new verse of last night
beneath a starry canvas.
Copyright ©
IndiraDesha
... [
2004-05-26 13:26:19] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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