theres no combonation of words i can put on the back of a post card no song that i cdan sing but i can try for your heart...our dreams and they are made out of real things like a shoe box of photographs when we sleep i see your lovin..love is the answer atleast for most of the questions in my heart why are we here and where do we go? and how come
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