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Across Five Aprils Living In The Moment

I don't know how the days escape leaving nothing in their wake. Except the taste of regretting yesterday. I thought about the tears your cried and the

I remember our favorite times Walking around hands locked watching city lights warm up Talking of where we?d be this time next year These memories still

Simply put i'm satisfied just to hear you speak and holding on to what you said last time here with me i remember listening to passin cars on our backs