Born in Dominican history class, here is another.
Without -------------------- The
time ticking clock stopped ringing
long needles fighting gravity, maintaining the same
2:15 And whenever I see it.
look at the sky and clouds do not seem to move
Someone says something and my mind goes back to the classroom teacher speaks
The parcel
While my mind My eyes do not land
through the classroom and see you there ; strumming with your thumb a role
While an invisible tear through your face
You look at me looking at you and then evade
Your hair looks shorter than
But you saw are the same
The needles are giving way to gravity The 2:21 mark
And watch the wind blows, the clouds have new silhouettes
And you figure, is lost in the wind.
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