Count 1, 2, 3
for this love that’s free
Count 4, 5, 6
for this love that’s fixed
Count 7, 8, 9
for this love that’s so fine
Count, count, count
for this love that’s unsound
Monday, August 29, 2005
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Dreams might be the only way to keep us alive. There lies your undiscovered goals and everything that so impossible. You can live your dreams in your life and you can be alive in your dreams.
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