May 22, 2010
they told me,
the summerwinter of the year,
you to go somewhere,
go and seek,
peacelove and peace,
with your favorite life,
with pure american dialect.
when you go away,
america is left high and dry, my dear friend,
when i was left alone with my life,
i cannot see your smiling face.
the lovely moon hangin in the dusky night sky.
could you wait til new year's day?
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