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Feb 2013
I open my bottles,
They have sweet release,
Like finding love and inner peace,

So come, come find your release;
Let’s get high,
Get real and feel, the planets, the stars, the sky,

Spaced out, Crossing constellations,
Brake the moon, our ship, our stations,
Star struck lovers collide up high,
***** stop outs, in God’s eye.
Tara Fear
Written by
Tara Fear  Wales
(Wales)   
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