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Jun 2012
i'm just a lonely girl
my stomachs full of curls
my search just started
i'll search to the end
just to see your smile
i'd walk a thousand miles
just to hear you talk
on sharp rocks, i would walk
because there is no way
other than confessing it to you as i may
in saying that i love you
Sam McCullough
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Sam McCullough  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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   victoria and martin
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