miércoles, 28 de febrero de 2007
lunes, 5 de febrero de 2007
sábado, 3 de febrero de 2007
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall. When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all. I said let's all meet up in the year 2000. Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown. Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road. I never knew that you'd get married. I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.
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