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Sep 2013
You give me those feeling of love
Whenever I go through You
You give me those feeling of miss
Whenever I thought of You
You give me those feeling of happiness
Whenever I spoke about You.

Just a clean white love
Just the plain blank paper
Just an empty black space
And when the day comes
Let us fill it with light and beautiful sight.
Dechanteur
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   Chuck
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