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Feb 2016
Stay -- your hands
                         My dear
                         My friend
Stay -- your hands
                   My friend...*

I know times have been better --
                    The crops have been wetter
Our hearts have been lighter and
Our bonds have been tighter

    But I want you to know --
    That some flowers it’s
    In the dessert they grow
*So stay -- your hands
       My friend.
The start of a song that I'm working on and thought I'd share.
TKO
Written by
TKO  Halifax, Nova Scotia
(Halifax, Nova Scotia)   
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