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Oct 2014
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You twist my wrists and bunch my covers,
and you my leave my heart in tangles

You call me sweet and it makes me bitter,
and I don't think I love you

But I have love for you
And I am always sad to see you,
because I am always sad to see you go
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     Beth Richter, ryann and Raj Arumugam
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