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May 2016
Let the sun shine
Let the rain fall
You'd still be mine
And i'd still be yours

Whence comes the flat line
As the GRIM REAPER calls
You'd still be mine
And i'd still be yours
Emmanuel Coker
Written by
Emmanuel Coker  London
(London)   
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