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Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Be with your love, be with her
Run, run, do not look down oh
Careless feet, promise her a reach
Have you seen yourself, have you?
You grew old with the old town
You can only be young with she
So find her a shelter of spring
Lay her down in a bed of autumn sheets
Gaze in her eyes of smoky brume
And disappear from the earthly duty
Underneath her dress, beneath her body
There lies a sea, where you’re free
Swim away, drift to a new valley
I know there lies a place
Beyond dreams and fantasy
Lets meet in our best apathy

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