>one more time. one more time magic beach. one more time sitting until late and talking into the blue velvet night. one more time understanding each other without too many words. one more sweet embrace. one more your magical eyes resting on my beauty. any beauty is meaningless and worthless unless it is beheld by the lover of a lifetime. one more life. one more making the time stop. one more smile. one more merciful word. one more cup of coffee before we go to hit the road to the valley below. me and my true love we will never meet again in the sunny sunny banks of lochlomond.
i remember when i was in seventh grade, we sang this song about the true love. and i sat there and tried to figure out how that is possible. `but if it was the true love, how could they depart and never meet again?`i asked.
yeah, how could they???
it`s all good in it`s own desastrous devastating way
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