Florencia Faber Biography

You and I?
We're two of a kind
A match like Us?
It's hard to find
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You spied around the treasure trove,
Picked the silver; but I'm pure Gold!
Why'd you leave me in this trunk,
My life, my hopes, my dreams are sunk.
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Crows call in the garden,
Mists layers the sheet of fallen leaves,
Storm clouds gather up their forces,
Blowing, soaking, splitting, striking,
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Tell them that I couldn't come,
Tell them not to wait,
Tell them to get on the train,
I'd hate to make them late
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Blind as bats,
We shuffle about
Not knowing what tomorrow holds
But we have a positive feeling
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