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Sep 2014
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if you can twist your words
in a way
that could let it linger
at the tip of my tounge

let's hope that
those words
are what they really are
not some disguise

if you could see
that your name is engraved
in every inch of my body;
every inch of my soul
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**whe­re are you now?
Written by
Patrice Diaz
412
   Claire
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