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Sep 2013
We remember the days that are gone
sitting still to write a song
emotion hangs on to the past
sand slips through the hour glass
and who does know anything at all, for sure?
perhaps forgetting it all is the cure...
IllythiaRose
Written by
IllythiaRose  new york city
(new york city)   
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   ---, --- and Emily Tyler
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