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Aug 2015
I know I'm weird trying to get your phone number but hey at least I try
Have you seen me lie, I start to wag my hand around and around
I know, that you know, that I know
I see that you need power
So I am an excellent experienced source, for flowers at your door by evening
I know but this is the light version
I feel like a surgeon pulling out our hearts and combining them
Together we will forget about the past
We will chase it away
Always wanted to do that
Retreat from the last minute
Goodnight
But remember what I said
After all this is the light version
K G
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K G  21/M/Long Island
(21/M/Long Island)   
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