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| Two Hundred Sixty Three Thousand Minutes . Two hundred sixty three thousand minutes have gone by Since the last time I saw your face Two hundred sixty three thousand minutes I�ve spent away from you in this place One Million Five hundred eighty one thousand seconds When converted, falls short of the tears I�ve cried A trillion zillion more I reckon It will take before I live again inside They say that time heals all pain That you�ll always forget in time Seems this was written by a fool, just the same It does make a very good consoling line For your everywhere, You haunt me even at this instant as I write I�ll never be able to forget what we shared The love, The loss, The fate, The cost, Of us, And our loves plight Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved By Author |
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