surreal, that was how it felt.
come and gone, like the wind.
speaking of wind,
im sitting by my bay window,
loving the quite-strong breeze coming in
messing up my hair and hugging me in a slight chill.
sunny day,
and i should be happy.
come and gone, like the wind.
speaking of wind,
im sitting by my bay window,
loving the quite-strong breeze coming in
messing up my hair and hugging me in a slight chill.
sunny day,
and i should be happy.

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