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Jan 2013
And she dreamed of lips meeting
But her sweet hopes keep fleeting
And it doesn't mean anything
If he won't have to know
It's not real if its hidden
It's not love when forbidden
And if I keep sinning
I'll make sure he won't know
So I'll keep this a secret
He does not have to know
I'm beginning my descent
*He does not have to know
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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