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Jan 2014
We all consume the our feelings
underneath the fire
underneath the dimmed lights
underneath the strobe
We all take another shot,
and talk about the stars
and talk about old loves
and close our mouths and dance
We all feel relaxation
feel close
feel inspired
feel gone
but we never let go
of the warmth
of happiness
of freedom
and we live,
and move on
and forget
and regret
it's ok
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