Yesterday
there won't come a monsoon or a crescent moon
a song that he sings that doesn't remind me
a dance in the spring, a book that I read
that doesn't remind me of you
there won't come a dream and how they seemed
a fantasy of sand and the sea
a Yesterday place, the sweet spot you grace
that I have buried deep down in my heart
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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