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Feb 2015
I barely remember,
When we get together?
How it start?
Did you just get inside?

Maybe I was expecting your arrive
I don’t know, I might be losing my mind
Whatever it was, it’s a fact that you came
And without a word you stay

We didn’t had a night
But thousands of mornings instead
Then I name you my spring
Like the one that Botticelli paint

You became my muse
You were my truth
And even when you left
You remain in my heart

What should I do now that you’re gone?
I’m growing old
And suddenly there’s no more words to describe
All the goodness you are

What should I said?
I never told you “stay”
Until now that you’re not the same
It's a shame, I guess

And who I am?
If not a fool with a worthless claim?
‘Cause even if I need you every day
There’s nothing for what to cry

When you walked away
You didn’t know
All the nonsenses I can’t shut up anymore
Words that would have meant before.
Land Raccoon
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Land Raccoon
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     Emily, ahmo, Creep, Brianne and Azaria
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