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Dec 2013
I cannot lie,

That with each word spilled

And spat from bruised and torn lips

The brain feels

So much lighter

And heavier still

                        *And I would be floating

                         If not

                         For you
Written by
Emma Arthurs
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   Miranda Renea
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