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Jan 2017
You're the name I'm whispering in my drunken state

I'm the name you're remembering when she's fast asleep

We call out to each other
Hoping that the universe will deliver the message
But it feels something's standing in the way
And I'm just calling out to empty space
Savannah Charlish
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Savannah Charlish  20/F/Portland, OR
(20/F/Portland, OR)   
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