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If not now then when. The agitation is clear as day. I clear my throat and say, "Someday on that special bright blue moon, Someday when I'm done fooling around, And finally fall for someone to swoon for" "Once upon a time in oblivion, From the blood rimmed wine glasses, to the sounds of clinking in the air. To the fireworks in my heart."
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
Not Now Not Never