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Apr 2014
You smile, I smile
I say hey, you say the same,
we pick on each other,
we call each other by name,
but we only have minutes if not seconds,
we talk the small talk,
and I cry,
when we both walk.
Away.
Nomad
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Nomad  Between Here and There
(Between Here and There)   
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   eunsung aka Silas and ---
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