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Jan 2021
Why have diamond rings
when I can have you here
beside me?
"Gift" me my weight in gold
and I'll treasure the plastic rings you once
gave for free.
Hand me the world:
I'll hold it close and kiss it
better.
Whisper me a promise of
nothing and I couldn't be any
wetter.
I want you
Clove
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Clove  Stuck In My Head
(Stuck In My Head)   
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   SCHEDAR, julius and Colm
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