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Mar 2016
A whole lotta Hi's in the middle of the night,
Let's hope there's no second message for a third time
Let's hope it's fate that I was asleep,
And that the time before, you didn't reply
Let's hope we'll listen and pick up the clue
Or at least if we don't, we won't need to
For my eyes will be tight while you're up and out,
And you'll be scarce like you are while I'm running around
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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   Adrian Mendiola
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