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More Than The Moment You have left me penniless to travel alone from the rich comforts of your loving grace. I am a wanderer without any where to go, riding the moment so, I am always where I am going. ...but watching now your good-bye smile, it speaks of a love gone by, and proves we are more than the moment, like a tear in a dead man's eye. |
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