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Oceans, mountains, stars, crickets, storms, the moon, sunburns, so you would feel my love Rocks, trees, an east wind, honey bees, skin, so you would feel my love All you have is fear, and I am sorry for you All I have are empty hands, and when I try to lay still, I find I can't stop vibrating We are what we have always been
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 3:56 PM UTC
This is the last I will write about you
Oceans, mountains, stars, crickets, storms, the moon, sunburns, so you would feel my love Rocks, trees, an east wind, honey bees, skin, so you would feel my love All you have is fear, and I am sorry for you All I have are empty hands, and when I try to lay still, I find I can't stop vibrating We are what we have always been
holly-salvatore
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 3:56 PM UTC
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