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Nov 2013
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it's summer
the sun is warm
like our hearts
the nights the bars the people
alcohol in our bodys
the beach by night
the stars
you hand on my big scar
told you love me
promise to stay with me

the summer is gone
it's autumn
i still have my scar
but
you hand isn't here
and the stars is gone
Linea April
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