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‎Saturday, ‎October ‎11, ‎2014

If there is no place to go
Would you stay here, stay with me
Can I ever be a place, your home
Or just a journey to be found
But if you could sing, would you sing for me,
I’ve heard your voice echoed in these paths
Are these trails meant to be?

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