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Dec 2014
Started to think.
Simply could not sleep.
Started to drink.
Simply could not sleep.

But that's okay.
I'll be laughing in just a few weeks.

And you'll miss the man who'd give anything...
In just a few weeks.

Because it will be clear in the light of new days
He isn't half my heart, in half the ways.
Simon Forsythe
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Simon Forsythe  Canada
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