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Mar 2016
You look so lonely
Through misty eyes when I say, "I really care"
But the mist spilling from my eyes?
I can't say for sure

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime,
Burning clues into this heart of mine.
Thinking so ******* your soft eyes,
Offering signs that it's over, it's over.

But I don't know how to pray
To the tower, the bells, the mist
Yet they move me to love this thought
Of running away with you

So come on darling, put your arms around me
I found us some wings for at least one night
Stefan Michener
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