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Jun 2014
I think you think to much without doing
And when you're on the brink of it, it's enduring

It comes to you in a different light, but you're on auto pilot and that's the flight
Till you land and if you lost your sight, you can't let yourself think anything but that you're the one who's always right

Let's believe that you're okay, that's the impression you give off when you pretend to pray
There's something you know you want, but all the delegates vote praise nay
So fragile flower won't you let love and lay
Stop thinking so much, just give praise to every day
ZWS
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ZWS  29/M/Richmond, VA
(29/M/Richmond, VA)   
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