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She was a dancer And I a writer Born of the same day But different hours Barely friends But almost lovers Destined to be connected But never together For I am winter And she is summer
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
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She was a dancer And I a writer Born of the same day But different hours Barely friends But almost lovers Destined to be connected But never together For I am winter And she is summer
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
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