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Feb 2015
I walk around with a happy face.
I go about my day with nothing seeming out of place
But it's when I'm home alone
That everything starts to go wrong
My mind begins to wander
And I yearn for times of past
And it's then when my thoughts betray me just like you did.
Valentina Church
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Valentina Church
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   CP, --- and Oh Henry cried she
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