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Sunday, November 7, 2004

Is me again, I came to see If this time you would let me in I know your thoughts but I can't quit you are my life, you are my dreams. So I am standing here in the rain Hoping that just perhaps You come outside And see you one more time. Yes is me, I have nowhere else to go The car broke down, I lost... Sign in to see full entry.

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