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Dec 2017
A rainy night featuring the ***** street, you smiled to me as we sit

You said a word and grabbed a sheet, I admired you for your quick wit

You grabbed your phone and called your sweet, I still thought that night was lit

We ran away with our ***** feet, wondering would we ever fit?
Written by
darkangel
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   Lior Gavra
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