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Mar 2013
It's time you know
As I'm convinced that you still care
That if you wanted I'd be bare
Dispose of every cruel thought
In the same way
I'd give you the real parts of me
I'd want a chance to relive
All the things we were not

Not everytime, not everywhere
I barely know, where do you stand?
Sometimes I think I do
But through those times, through these times
Of self inflicted happy rhymes
My will always collides with you
Grumpy Dwarf
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