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Jan 2019
I don’t know what came upon me
I out of nowhere griped my body
As if I were holding on for dear life
Maybe it was because of the cold
Or because I feel somewhat morose
Call me Oliver
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Call me Oliver  M/Dream
(M/Dream)   
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   Perry
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