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May 2015
It feels so much like a game
And the prize is so sweet
Every gaze that is held
Every brief little meet

I don't know what you've done
But I beg you, don't stop
If feels like the world is at a stand still
And I'm standing at the top

The stars are twinkling for me
The moon winks through her phases
I feel like I need more time
I need to meet these new faces

So I'll think more about you
And what I could lose
So I don't take advantage
And start things off with bad news
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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