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Jan 2015
Oh you don't even know
You've got a hold on me
Fingertips tracing the lines
on my neck like raindrops
Cooling the afternoon wave
And we both know that
love this is not but still
our hearts they hum and
remind us that they are.
We are nothing and yet we are
Everything.

Oh but you don't even know.
RL
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