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May 2014
We've been talking in circles
Now there's circles in my head
I miss the circles in your eyes
My deepest brown has drowned to red

Our little battles worse than screaming
We want to fight but keep retreating
Can't seem to say what we are meaning
My deepest brown has drowned to red
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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   ---, Timothy and IncadesentCat
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