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Nov 2010
she
walks on water
(who cares?)

the blue sea trembles
(the sun)

anyone who wants to
can love
(nobody does)

--

in her torn dress
she is
just another
ONE
in her torn dress
she does
what needs be done

--

walks on water
(over there)

we are always
somewheres else

soul  torn to pieces
(who cares?)

we are always
somewheres else
Written by
jeffrey robin
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