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May 2014
quiet these days, she needs a little peace
sleeping until noon
no motive, no moon
dance until the glass breaks
and you find someone to join you
we've got all our wants
and I've got my needs

praying to the dawn
you're London and I'm Leeds
slipping out of time,
running out of reasons
to show up
we've all got intentions
and I forgot to mention
I've got needs

-c.j.
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