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Dec 2012
shine your light my way,
and the winds will dance
with us on their strings,
we are the earths puppets,
we'll spin again.

I never want to leave your side
but my hands are tied,
my hands are tied,
your heart screams blind.

You don't love me anymore.
I'm not sure this makes sense, but anyway the title seemed relevent.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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