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Nov 27, 2004 16:00

Would you be the wind
To blow me home?
Would you be a dream
On the wings of a poem?
And if we were walking through a crowd,
Well you know I’d be proud
If you’d call my name out loud
If you’d call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running?
Do you supposed I’d come at all?
I suppose I would

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chocolategreen November 30 2004, 19:19:25 UTC
uhhh strawberries.

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