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Mar 2014
Oh sweet girl don't you see
That Heaven awaits you upon leave
You've got nothing to worry
Nothing to be a little bit sorry
About but you still talk to me
Like what we have is something

You're the weight behind the breeze
And when it shines, you are the sun beams
You're smile can change the mood
Of a room full of crude fools
And I am just one

When my eyes first rested
On you I was sure  I was being tested
By the forces that surround me
By all the powers that will eventually be
But then you opened your mouth
And you told me all about how
You've been (and asked me the same)
I like this girl+Been listening to too much Interpol=this
John
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John  28/M/New York
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