Your such a klutz
As I pull out my wallet
And silver coin falls out
I hold your warm hand
After all these years
And something passes
Something does not fall
Your such a klutz
As I pull out my wallet
And silver coin falls out
I hold your warm hand
After all these years
And something passes
Something does not fall
Interesting….
in two notes
cuckoo sings her life-
my deadline passes
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