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Jun 2014
Another long night, another long week
For how many hours, will things look so bleak?
I'm sorry my love, I'm sorry my dear
I've done something wrong, at least so I fear
Don't talk to me, fine, but I'll miss you
Each and every second, whatever I do
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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   Hayley Anders and Lily Mae
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