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Dec 2014
My eyes are drawn to the road to my door
The path long, snow filled,
I keep looking for you,
Walking down the road coming home to me
Yet you do not even know where I live now
Yet I expect you non the less, come find me
I await you, you and nothing else
Miss Kiss My Bliss
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Miss Kiss My Bliss  Down Stairs
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