the cold wind as goes through me,
i stand here, firm..
thinking bout the times gone.
every second is when hard to pass by,
i stand here, alone
those lil' tiny stars as wink from the sky,
i wait underneath them,
for you to come.
this dark night as says to me,
m here again, .
waiting for you to return.
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