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There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
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There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves

There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children til she lets them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds

There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling around the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone

HOUSE MD FOREVER AND ONE!!!
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ксакса :-D

2 in 1 FULL RESPECT ;]

ВЪРНТЕ ИМЕТО НА СТАРИЯ ОТБОР, А НИЕ ЩЕ НАЛОЖИМ ПАК СИНИЯ ТЕРРОР!!!!!!!!БОРИМИРОВ ЗАВИНАГИ ЕДИН ОТ НАС!!!

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Edin velik otbor !

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suglasen sum s nexus

tezi vsi4ki az gi nau4ih da igrayat i da pravayat fintove qkoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo />

da ama zach sa6to taka e i rejisior ili producent mai na sme6noto otdelenie puk i toi e dosta po mlad i ne e imal vuzmojnostta da y4astva v mn filmi a i tova e prosto 6ega ! (ne kazvam ni6to protiv hugh mn go haresvam ! )

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