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bf
from a new place
Today,
The heavens filled the sky with tears
Which turned the place gray...
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nothing
stays still forever... but.
Roughly three years ago today, I had just flown back from Finland via Amsterdam.. (is it just me or does it feel so much more natural to write Amsterdamn than it is to write Amsterdam?) and I still remember the fuss I made about returning home. Today, I go back in time and undo that flight to reflect upon what has made me what I am today. Much has happened and has changed since then. Before I know it, inside my head, I am already in another flight to bring myself back there. Had I not suffered and endured enough already? I am contantly reminded of what it was like to be me. I am confused...
Have a safe flight...
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noon
once more
Soon snow will
Fall and the world and a lot more people will
Become sweeter once more.
D E7 A7 D
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D F#7 Bm D7 G Gm D
B7 E7 A7 D
D E7 A7 D
D E7 A7 D
Love me...
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