LOST:

If I blow this smoke up to the sky,

do you think it will travel oceans and planets to make it's way to you?

Eventually the air that I breathe,

is air that you breathe.

That's how I always know my way to you.

I should have stood you up.

I should have made you wait outside my door,

because here I am more alone, and in love,

than I've ever been before.

No more desperate desires.

No more weeping prayers.

No more sad goodbyes.

No more wondering if this is love.

--THE GYPSY PRINCESS

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