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blue skies turned grey
Sunday, March 18, 2007
isn't it
one breath too late
and you're gone for good
it's funny how far it seems
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everything is strange
why should i learn how to fly
when i could just hide away
isn't it strange
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the way we live - by anthropologie
if you know me now - speaking the unspoken
shopping cures depression
amidst the noise i hear the crooning
isn't it
such a beautiful morning
spring is in the air
i need my muse
of flowers and love
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