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When you grow old and wise with the piling of years, i hope you remember me then and understand how much i really loved you. and when you look back, think of me fondly while the moon is high and be certain that i'm out there remembering the way this felt. The sun will rise and set, the seasons will change as they usually do and i will be but a floating spec among millions. I will walk the earth for as long as i can holding strong to the only thing i've ever known to give me power. I will never weaken, never tire because you will be out there breathing in life among the millions. And i will remember you.prev / next |
| posted on 2012-09-26 @ 6:44 p.m. |
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