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Mar 2013
you cross my mind nearly
each second of every day
until I've thought of you
eighty-six thousand and four hundred times;
just enough to keep me satisfied
with eighty-six thousand and four hundred
smiles
on your lips.
Lieve
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Lieve  Over the Moon
(Over the Moon)   
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     Lieve and ---
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