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Jul 2016
There was a taste on my tongue
There was a rise in my gut
There was a scent in the air
There was a goodbye I missed somewhere
But from who?
Has it been that long?
I loved you whoever you were.
Come back because lately I've forgot.
What's it's like to be me...
Under Empty Skies
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Under Empty Skies  Austin TX
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