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Oct 2019
With eyes like fire she gave me words of thanks,
I recognized her as the woman from my dreams.
From Luna's Garden I stole my medallion yet I gave it away as a gift.
Under a hazy moon I rode my penny board to a foreign destination while listening to music,
I sang along with the Urban Angels.
Finding my way home after hearing my wife speak,
I was following my spirit on the yellow brick road.
Le Beau
Written by
Le Beau  25/M/Suisun-Fairfield
(25/M/Suisun-Fairfield)   
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     Lamar Cole and SPT
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