Let It Be, all the hearts carried on, that'll be the day, when many of white horses to ride on like an easy track one by one charmingly, that'll be the day, open the wide magical door humongous to see a house somewhere in south beach, that'll be the day riding on the fifteen speed mountain bike all the way soothingly upon the Laky trail on foot
Written by
Michael James Brindley
11-9-18
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