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Aug 2015
You're Golden.
Ain't noone ever told you that.

With your Golden Hand.
And my Golden Mind.

We can have a Golden life.

So let's put pen to paper.
And put paint to canvas.

Oh, We can achieve anything.

For we my girl, are Golden.
Invisible Angels without wings.
Crooked Youth
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Crooked Youth  U.K
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