riddle me this
Riddle me this riddle me that...what can you catch but not throw? A drift winds blow,the sun lit snow , the the birds flying free in the sky ,when you get my love running high.The love in your heart the love that never could part its like two eagles locking together and free fall before they apart...the judgment in one's eye your will to die ...what can you catch but not throw was the will to let you go..
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