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I thought I left you in Croatia. A peace I won't forget. Yet you creep up on me. Too many drinks and so I slip. Chasing glitter still your dream now. A ring I didn't know exist. I should of left you in Croatia. Now a cigarette gets lit.

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Published: Oct 3, 2014
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