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Feb 4
Vanish not, from my heart.
Or you be a floating memory.
That how much you be to me.

Vanish not from my imaginary.
You're the one making me happy.
And that's the only way to be.

In life some must follow and some must lead.
Not all things equal like many like to say.
But we pretend they are.

Vanish not from the truth.
Lies might hurt you.
Truth will not convict you.
Vanish not from heart.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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