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Apr 2018
How
How could I love you
My pockets aren't right
My house isn't big
not even a car in the mix
How could I love you
I can't ever make them stay
Because if I hate me how could love for you ever be
How could the world spin another day
An old man dies and a young man desires the same
how can we love when were all ****** in the brain
Simon Woodstock
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