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In a Quiet Place
I'll be waiting quietly
Back behind the scenes
In case, perhaps it's meant to be
That we live out those dreams
I'll still be up most half the night
Thinking hard and long
And in my mind 'twill in my sight
See Bluebird singing songs
Reading books I think you'd like
Each year one more in sum
Talking to you while I bike*
You never knew that one
Everything will be just fine
Worry not for me
Regardless if the us be mine
Or not, we'll wait and see
*Secret
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Andres Luis Bigote
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