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Eleanor Rigby May 2015
I am tired of carrying my body.
It's heavy, really heavy.


F.Z.**N
Dial my number to say hello
So I know you're stil thinking about me
I don't say this enough
I appreciate it
Those three words should go down in history
Take that other words
Dial my number tomorrow
Some fleeting moments pass by-
             like golden hues
                     carrying magic
that is only felt
              when all comes to an end.

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