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Dec 2014
I build myself an island
and now i live on it
staring at the ocean
allways mistaking normal waves for storm

i remember my way back to light and warmth
it's not too hard to get there
but as long as i'm afraid of being honest
there's just no point in going back
Written by
Corina
229
   --- and Daniel Tabone
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