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May 2013
you breathed me in
on a cold november night
you showed me what its like to live
under the pale moonlight
hours of tag
played between
two sets of eyes
brought us here
well, there
and looking back
I wonder how it ever passed by
your words flowed
to the wavelength of my mind
time stopped
I am full
but now
im used to
the sequence of time
your mind is slipping further from mine
already has left here
or there
Written by
Kelly Roland
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   MITCHELL, Lily Gabrielle, --- and ---
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