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Aug 2019
Away you keep me
As if I’m in the way
Hiding in your skin
Poking at your veins
You sold me the sun
For a kiss and a loan
But I ain’t got a dime
So I live on my own
Where I’m bound to sleep
In a cellar you lost
With the ghosts of your past
Just a name and a box
Miss Daytona
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Miss Daytona  27/F/Brazil
(27/F/Brazil)   
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   Colm
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