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where are you?

I fell from such great hights,
towards the breathing ground.
I dug a hole deeper than we'll ever know,
tried to find you but you were not below..
Climbed the highest mountain,
but you were not above.

Tried to fill the silence,
tired eyes could not see
You were covered by the flowers,
deeper than the snow




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Publicerad 2010-12-31 22:37



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