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late night call

by flume

late night phone calls soft whispers here and there but do you really understand how much I honestly care? if I had it my way we would be back together hand in hand but to you I'm just a late night call a soft whisper to share nothing to be proud of and it will never be my way j.h.
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Jun 23, 2014
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