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Nov. 22nd, 2004 01:50 amDays grown far too short.
Tired, cradled in our arms
each moment precious.
Travelling into the west,
Shadows slipped soft into night.
Tired, cradled in our arms
each moment precious.
Travelling into the west,
Shadows slipped soft into night.
