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I like it when the breeze strums the tree's leaves It takes my mind away for a while I like it when the breeze strums the tree's leaves It takes my mind away for...

It vanishes even before our eyes can blink. It vanishes even before our eyes can blink.

My eyes burn like my body Deserted and thirsty My eyes burn like my body Deserted and thirsty

Will I ever see your sweet smile again? Maybe if I count from one to ten Or write you a poem with ... Will I ever see your sweet smile again? Maybe if I count from one to ten Or wr...

A poem here, a story there, For people with an aim, a thought or even for those astray, A poem here, a story there, For people with an aim, a thought or even for tho...