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Apr 2019
you were never some silly analogy.
you were never the milk to my tea,
or the peanut butter to my jelly,
or anything like that.
because those things can still exist without the other.
if you ask,
or if anyone asked,
iā€™d tell them you were the blood in my veins,
and the oxygen for my lungs,
and everything like that.
because those things cannot exist without the other.
if you asked,
or if anyone asked,
iā€™d tell them i cannot exist without you.
liv
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     mila, Jim Musics and Patrick
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