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Oct 2014
Let the wine pour and fall out
Onto the screen like strings
Played out until you are full
Let my feet sing
My tongue dance
The heart strums
To its own beat
Make the music made inside you
Dancing every day
To the song of others
Let our songs play
And play
And play
Play your song
Play it soft
Play it loud
Just let it play
The Jolteon
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The Jolteon
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