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Apr 2013
Come
Gravitate towards me my love,
Fill in what has been lost
A hole in my heart (about the size of a fist)
From the previous love-hate relationships I've had
From the wars I had,
To the utmost victory of a fresh
Relationship
To the pains of surrendering to a break up.
I always swear this war will be my last
Let's keep that true.
Aiko oller
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Aiko oller  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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