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Nov 2016
Give me a call
When you get back to the you I know
All I have to do is be me
It’s the easy thing to do
Why can't you decide who you want to be?

You turned my faith into doubt
My free will into no choice at all
It like believing in heaven
It’s too confusing sometimes
Why do you make me wait to be forgiven?

I hate having to think so much
We used to know how long to kiss
It was three moments all in one
You me us
Now even the shadows are gone
Mark Lecuona
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