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Oct 2013
Night
lights on

remember?

How can you?
So tenderly have I disguised my story
from your childish dreams
your shaking grip -
that I can breathe now

Why does the City never sleep?
Because it has no one to sleep with.
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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