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Sep 2013
Of all the girls in all the world that love the smell of paper

There’s nothing in this world that smells quite like good behaviour

Nostalgia in the morning makes me think that you’re right there

You’ve been lost long enough now I should know you just don’t care

Poetry to sleep to like and antidote that heals you

All of it makes little sense unless I can be near you
Bernardo Soares
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Bernardo Soares  London
(London)   
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   Alyssa J and Nickols
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