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Aug 2016
Will this pick me apart
And pull at my seams?

Restraining my heart
Is constraining me to dreams

Will the stars align
And the moon call my name?

Feels like winning's a sign
That I've cheated the game

Will hope take a hold
And courage take me?

Dreams may grow old
As true reality

Will the house watch and wait
And the trees grow tall?

With a deal so great
Do I dare stay small

Soon we will see
Which I will pick

If you ask me
My feet are pretty quick
Keeley
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