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Apr 2014
I'm losing my voice
But I'm never losing you
Even though I've finally realized
Dying's all we'll ever do
If it's 40 years from now
And God sends you off to sleep
I'll wait patiently until then
To lay down next to you and weep
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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