"Mrs. So Fly, crashlands in my rooom...
Can't waste no time, she might leave sooon...
Don't say you will...
One day you will...
I pray you will...
Dont say you will... Unless you will...
I wish this song, will really come truue..." -Ye
Yet another dream of my future lover, in which I have not met yet. Yet again I sense her beauty.
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