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Sunsets Are For Walking Into
I always took the sky for granted
Never really cared about the stars
Stuck strictly to the daily round,
Women and booze and fast cars
Sunsets are for walking into with you
At last I see the magic in the sky
Sunsets are for walking into with you
How did sunsets ever escape my eye?
You taught me about love and nature
How they go hand in hand together
Giving lo...
Saturday 18th July 2020 11:30 am
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