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Aug 2016
As of right now
All I crave
Out of all the money
And fame the world has to offer,
is the feeling of your hand in mine
And the warmth of your love
To wrap around me
and protect me
From the cold breeze
Of what is to come.
possibly
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possibly  Canada
(Canada)   
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