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May 2013
14 minutes ago
i used you to get  sleep
and the worry of our tundra
is more cry than a sorrow
is a nothing now.

you bleat and trill in the smoke of an endless night.

i saw you  yearn for the ' right now '
and never had so much You
as I do right now

like a sunburn in my " what the hell  ? "
Third Eye Candy
Written by
Third Eye Candy  M/USA
(M/USA)   
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   Dag J and Owen Phillips
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