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Oct 2015
If you were to ask me
"what time is it?"

Don't look at me puzzled if I am ahead by six hours
right after i check my watch and tell you

My heart lives on the 7 when we are still on 1
and those notches in between
Are in a space I constantly feel pulling on me

Because hes on the 7 and I'm on the 1
The 6 hours difference in what it is
and what i told you

Makes the world of difference to me
little do people know what time can really do
alena
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