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Oct 2011
this morning i will
pick a fight with the sunrise,
i will scuffle with the dew
i will punch the morning
right in the face,
for taking me from you

last night i danced
with you in dreams
and we never were apart
with the morning you've
been washed away
and taken with you, my heart
david badgerow
Written by
david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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