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Nov 2016
She spoke words that would melt in your hands
But instead her lips melted into yours
All of the sudden she forgot all of her plans
All of the sudden you opened up all of her doors
Just like that she's no longer poor
you make music sound good again poems form in my head again
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CNM  Oregon
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