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Oct 2015
Can't I be the one you dream about,
and wake up empty and alone?
Like when you're already in your bed,
but all you want is to go home.
The one you want to call
every time you see a phone.
Jen Jordan
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Jen Jordan  New York
(New York)   
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   rachel martin and SPT
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