Outside

Outside with the cuties

You look at me how the moon looks at the sun

I feel the cherry blossoms when I'm with you 

Let's stay like this forever in the blue moon of New York 

"Becasue I love you,you'll leave this town"

I left becasue I loved you but in the end I'm alone 

I miss the town, I miss the heat

I miss the love 

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Me
My community
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