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Feb 2016
The words flow into the air
But ******* it hurts my head
And I really don't ******* care
I'm thinking horrible;filled tiptop with dread
Thoughts of the moon
A gentle laugh
Yours I suppose
A lively tune
Heart of desire
Burning like a wild fire
Written by
Carson Taylor
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