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Jul 2014
Tonight I'll pretend
The wind in the trees
Is the waves on the shore
And you feel the way
You did last night
When we were drunk
Off each other
And twined under covers
I'll pretend that we aren't
Falling apart
And imagine my sheets
Are your skin
Wrapping me with warmth
Lulling me to sleep
Mattea Marie
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