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May 2014
Then Jacob had his heat stroke
All I could think was to call you
Our air conditioner broke
You picked us both up, and to Nans we flew
We spent the day gathering time
collecting moments never lost
My heart wrote a song, you gave it rhyme
I wanted to be with you, no matter the cost
Written by
Ashley Young
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