13.
making it count
i fill my day with thoughts of you
breathing in each moment
*
much needed repairs
the old CPR pocket watch
gone without a trace
*
it’s like a river
beckoning, beckoning, beckoning
or so the song goes
i fill my day with thoughts of you
breathing in each moment
the old CPR pocket watch
gone without a trace
beckoning, beckoning, beckoning
or so the song goes
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