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Jan 2016
Sweet dreams my love,
I'll be gone when you wake up.
I'd tell you where I'm around,
if I knew that myself.
I've been sinking in charming words from rotten souls
But I've been thinking in slurred terms about you letting go.
No, these sweet words are my only hope.
Melody Claire
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Melody Claire  Denver
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