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The cloud transform in the sky as the passing mete

The cloud transform in the sky as the passing meteor sends my love to you. 
In the distance, I quietly wait alone. 
Tenderness is as soft as water, and good times are like dreams. 
We can't bear to part ways at magpie bridge. 
If love is destined to last for a long time,  no one needs mundane love.

©Young #143
The cloud transform in the sky as the passing meteor sends my love to you. 
In the distance, I quietly wait alone. 
Tenderness is as soft as water, and good times are like dreams. 
We can't bear to part ways at magpie bridge. 
If love is destined to last for a long time,  no one needs mundane love.

©Young #143
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143 #Love