time seems to pass so slow when i'm waiting for her. and time seems to fly when i'm with her.
now that she's going to go... again.
it's time to start the clock.
she'll be back. but not soon enough.
now that she's going to go... again.
it's time to start the clock.
she'll be back. but not soon enough.
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November 21, 2006
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