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Jan 2016
You were a sold out music hall
And I was just a record on your wall

And I'd turn and turn and hope that you would sing along
While you played symphonies for us all
Connor C Blake
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Connor C Blake  25/M/Minneapolis
(25/M/Minneapolis)   
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