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Through the trees
I will find you
I will heal the ruins left inside you
Coz I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
Until I'm set free.
Go quiet through the trees

I remember how we used to talk
About the places we would go when we were off
And all that we were gonna find.
And I remember watching our seeds grow
And how you cried when you saw
The first leaves show.
The love was pouring from your eyes.



P e l o n ♥


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