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Mar 2012
This, not that, it is you
that which you are is this/that
(love)
How can you be so forgiving?
my love is the one you should take

this, then that, it was you
come to me, fire in the eyes
your lips, give to me
like this.

This, and that, its been you.
Nothing is what it should
everything is love, not this.
Not this.

This, is You.
The remainder of a time
where everything was fine
where love was that, just that/this
(love)
Written by
MARCO PAEZ
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   Teresa Magaña
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