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Lostpoet · M
Same, i might have borrowed the last few lines for my own poem
For miles and miles i will creep
through the blinding snow - these lonely streets
nor will i eat, or drink, or sleep
until one day you come back to me
For miles and miles i will creep
through the blinding snow - these lonely streets
nor will i eat, or drink, or sleep
until one day you come back to me