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Jul 2015
You can call me blind
but the only light I can see
shining from within thee
You can call me deaf
but the only melody I can hear
pulsing from your body right here

I can run, I can hide, I can sew lies
telling myself we are over, over, over
but I cannot forsake the gravity
that keeps pulling me to fall for you
over and over and over again
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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   --- and its gonna make sense
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