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1 for you tied to me not by choice, but a bind 2 minutes phone call left me in a delirious state of mind 3 in line a name i yell, i seek and find 4 months to go rejoice, and a glass of wine 5, number of grace the space that sits in between over time
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 2:41 PM UTC
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1 for you tied to me not by choice, but a bind 2 minutes phone call left me in a delirious state of mind 3 in line a name i yell, i seek and find 4 months to go rejoice, and a glass of wine 5, number of grace the space that sits in between over time
the second time i'll be tearing up and for you this time
notjaralova
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 2:41 PM UTC
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