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Jun 2015
there doesn't have to be wrong and right
who we are is not a fight
pointing guns with trembling hands
waiting for the other to understand
love is more than a heavy heart
we're on the same side

there doesn't have to be yours or mine
always walking a thin line
slinging arrows of black and white
lying on tear-stained sheets at night
there is still magic to be had
we're on the same side
RIH
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RIH
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   Travis Cox, ---, Rapunzoll and NV
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