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Mar 2017
Still looking for our innocence
Lost in the number of sins
As the hour meets the minute hand
We'll keep dancing in each others land

Noticed a couple hours passed
Watching as we sift through the hour glass
Started off nothing, but friends
A kiss on the neck is how it all ends

Refusing to give up our fight
The soft patter as it rained all through the night
Falling into each other's body well
We warm until we went to hell

The puzzles finally been pieced
It's like our bodies are seeming to cease
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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