I sit here,
and listen to the wind blow.
I sit here,
and rub my hands.
I sit here,
and listen to the clock strike.
and wonder,
when I'll see my companion again.
and listen to the wind blow.
I sit here,
and rub my hands.
I sit here,
and listen to the clock strike.
and wonder,
when I'll see my companion again.
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valexis:
I was having those same thoughts a second ago. That's the perfect note to call it a night.
halcy0n:
Thank you 