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May 2013
As I lay my head to rest
Dreams of you are high at best
Living rich inside my mind
Another girl I will not find
Fighting a battle of hope and lust
Soon my chest will surely bust
I want you back, it's clear to me
But first I have to let you free
This is old and no longer true but I'm putting it here so I can take it out of my notes
L Smida
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