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Lost Minds

My mind is always going somewhere,
At least give me a call sometimes,
It's hard to think without knowing where you are,
Maybe write a letter or two,
This is it,
We're here now,
Standing on the edge of time,
Me and you don't have the time,
It's sad really,
This is it,
Look over the hills and far,
Listen to the mother tongue,
This is and more awaits us,
With everything we've dreamed of...
©retroletgo