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Jul 30
It was so frustrating that a song
a lyric even
just words really,
would transport me back to the memories of a boy.

He was the beginning of summer
unable to keep me company in the coldest winter.

And the sad reality of the current moment in time was that
I must set my heart free
from this middle place.
Stephanie Grace
Written by
Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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   janry and Whit Howland
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