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Aug 2018
You stay,
You stay in bed all day long

And they keep,
They keep telling you it's wrong

You toss and turn
And turn and toss.

And they say,
They say you will be okay

You stare
You stare with soft eyes my way
Moelle Alme
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Moelle Alme
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