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I had a dream, that we were one again. You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in the fields of gold - Fields of Gold - Sting On another note, I can never hold a grudge for long. I rarely get angry or frustrated or annoyed, and when I do, it never lasts long. Because it's not worth it, its damaging to the soul, because I'm lazy and being angry is too hard. I'll work on it... soon. Oh and as for you, |
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