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1d
of my time
is in your time
zone
I’m zoned into
wherever you
might
be
you’re not next to
me
that’s for
sure
I come home
wash my hands with
warm
water
turn it into
hot
water
smoke a sigarette
with
s
the sky speaks
of you in
every language
you tried to speak
mine
Nina
Written by
Nina  Italy
(Italy)   
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