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it's in the water, baby; it's between you and me.
Yours is the ghost of a shoulder I sleep on
when sleep is too far out and crazy to find
yours are the eyes that I see when I close them
I am yours; you're not mine, but I'm fine.
needs something, still.
For the record, I love somebody.
A lot of somebodys, actually.
One of them might be you.
take a big bite
of the cakes
for the queen
of heaven
6:17 PM
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