Silvie, she was just a one time thing To
lay with just for one day And then to
rise when the sun was new And just be
on my way
She wakes in the morning to start
her day Makes coffee in a while Sits
in her perfect solitude Brushing her
hair with a smile
I hope someday she'll think of me She
might even care She might remember the
time we spent When I'm no longer there
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