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Mar 2010
You turned me down twice,
If you turn me again,
I’ll turn into dust.

Your rejections are like stones pounding at my pride,
breaking it down down down.
Turn to me now,
and I’ll try my best, to tune into you.
Written by
Martin Rasmussen
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