Good Times

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Winston

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Oktober

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It Comes And Goes In Waves

 
 
 
 
 
"It always does
We watch as our young hearts fade
Into the flood, into the flood
The freedom, of falling
A feeling I thought was set in stone
It slips through, my fingers
I'm trying hard to let go 
It comes and goes in waves"

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Den finaste jag vet

 

Cypern

 

All This Time We Were Waiting For Each Other

 
 
 
 

Onsdag.

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Saknar min Flonk

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