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Sep 2013
I'll put my heart in my hand
and wait for you to come and break it
I'll give you this first and final dance
but only if you promise we can make it
This is the sound of you and me
ebbing and flowing violently
This our secret little song and dance
crashing over us and smiling triumphantly
This is the beginning of the past
A million chances and decisions we have to learn from
This a both and blessing and a curse
A way to show me that I don't have to run
Ripley Shaine
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Ripley Shaine  21/F
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