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the wait


some things were meant to live

somethings were meant to fly

i was meant to be left behind

you were meant to said goodbye

 

still you're my east and my west

you'll be my south and my north

you'll be forever in my mind

until the sun goes back and forth

 

you'll be the last thing i'll forget

when i am gone and all were burnt

when i am old and  you are wise

until god forbid this world to turn

 

some things were meant to fade

some things were meant to fly

i was meant to wait for you

you were meant to said goodbye

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