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Jul 2015
i sit here on the                                          edge
of my bed and i watch you
as you watch the
rain f
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outside of my window.
when all of this rain clears up,
will you then shed a tear or two for me, my dear?
won't this last or will we be thrown into the depths of the sea?
i do not wish to get lost in the ocean of being "just friends".
I'm just wondering how many lullabies will be sung until you
dream of me again?
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     Derek Devereaux Smith, L, r l, Glass and R
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