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Jan 2014
the way (i) feel right now
has no care for what i (think)
(i'm) scared of what my heart will decide,
perhaps the vertigo that come from (falling) off of cliffs
will stop (for) just a moment
so i can finally get a stable look at (you)
Written by
     MAK and rained-on parade
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