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Nov 2013
Come back to me baby, you left your lips under my pillow,
You know i spent the night, sitting up in that weeping willow;
She cries through the night on that street corner,
She says its nice to know me we understand eachother;
To be misunderstood, bound to this earth by our roots,
In the rain,snow and hail im sinking in my boots,
The world drives by changing lanes in a rush;
Chasing its own tail for it never gets enough,
And so i caress her branches kissing her bark,
While the lights go by like fireflies in the dark
Bilal Kaci
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Bilal Kaci  Montreal
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