When We Are Gone

When We Are Gone

A Story by itai
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life is four o'clock on the dot

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All the things we have ever said
Are echoing in someone's head
All the things we have ever done
Are still happening under the sun
Life is turning around
It's in the bodies it's in the blood
Life is four o'clock on the dot
Life is standing at the bus stop

© 2012 itai


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Added on June 15, 2012
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itai
itai

London, United Kingdom



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