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Jan 2014
Truth be told
to bruising weeds
by endless roads of travel
Tonight and always
I only ask for this

      (just hold on to me tight)

Close your eyes
and we'll float away
Across dreaming lands
To where

      (the ocean meets the sky)

Without leaving this bed
we'll be out of envy's reach
From everyone
and everything

      (our souls over clouds of light)

With that
I promise you
I dont need to travel
or sails the seven seas
Climb the peaks
of snowy mountains

      (to see or feel)

Like I have and can feel
this magnificent world
in my palms

( when having      
    your hands
in mine

  is            

  E  N O U G H  )
copperots
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copperots  Malaysia
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   Lappel du vide, ---, Chris Voss and ---
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