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Jul 2019
(You)
You’re flying over my head.
(Now)
Now the sun’s in my eyes.
(I)
I have both my wings spread,
(But)
but never learned how to fly.

You’re supposed to wait for me, girl.
You know I’m scared of the fall.
Tyler Matthew
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Tyler Matthew  27/M/U.S.
(27/M/U.S.)   
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