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Apr 2014
You like him
He likes you.
But it's the facts your after, that bothers you?
That he's human, like all the others,
he was either raised right, or had too many mothers.

And you little princess,
found the man of your dreams,
the man of your...or so it seems.

You're so confident,
yet full of doubt,
isn't that a little bit of something,
you could do without.

Take full faith, and take full charge,
you two together, should be together,
why on earth would either share with the rest at large?

So lets agree,
your both hopelessly and tragically in love.
So what.
You gonna sit on that, and watch it shrink?
Or you gonna fight for it and care to make it grow, turtle dove?
What's it gonna be?
Shall we agree?
Yeah. I'm not saying punk out, but if you feel that's best...well. Who am I to handle the affairs of love?
Nomad
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Nomad  Between Here and There
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