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Mar 2016
these little breezes tell me
in the whispers of your voice
that you come riding
I must only wait
for when the some comes up
it will not be alone
if I make it through the night
I will have you tomorrow
I lost my dignity
a long time ago
but I know no matter what
you will always lift me up
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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