11.11
It's the same, same old storyIt's still her favorite number,
her favorite time of the day
Everytime the clock hits the number 11,
It's the same anticipation, every single year
Time goes by and people do grow up
But her wish stayed the same
"Come home",
It's the same old, same old story
But....................
This time, she decides to write a new one
And left the blank pages unwritten
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