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Mar 2016
come back around
back around
and around
running rushing racing
through my mind
through my mind
through my mind your own business
"This does not concern you"
we tell all the children
as we shut the door
on their little fingers
they hold in the pain
in the pain
in the paying my dues
as I leave this old place
as I walk out on you
won't you come back around
back around
and around
and around back to me.
Please don't leave.
rootsbudsflowers
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rootsbudsflowers  23/F
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   Ash Rose
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