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Dec 2011
Baby, I can’t help it.
You make me wanna smile.
You make me wanna crawl into
your world a little while.

But all that’s just a memory,
some papers in my drawer,
some playlists and some post it notes
all scattered on the floor.
Copyright © Claire Shelton 2011
a kind of nostalgia
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a kind of nostalgia
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