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Dec 2012
Too many windows
Now just broken glass.
I told them 
There were too many windows.

Speaking of which,
There I am.
In a pile of broken 
I told you sos.

But nobody
Saw the sign.
The warning in
My eyes.

But I really don't mind
Because they're the ones
That let 
Me get away
Lilly Tereza
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Lilly Tereza
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   Timothy
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