My Sweet November

Nov 14, 2014, 9:42 PM

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My sweet November night…
I remember the cold,
and there was no light,
and I was so bold…
My sweet November bliss…
May be there was wind,
but I couldn’t stop kiss
your lips when you grinned.
My sweet November dream…
We were sitting on your car,
I was only seventeen
and you were the first one in my heart. ...

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