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Waiting apparently i can't hear you my mind is numb to your pain I feel that familiar feeling water flows from my eyes like rain on a heavy thursday morning taking control of the situation sitting in the drivers seat pressing my hands against yours mingling with souls everlasting night slips quietly into day grey skies unfold into sight taking all the things of mine stealing my mood without a fight pushing me deeper into me right hands reaching to the heavens wanting, knowing, needing life stretching to the sun like a kite feeling, holding, taking love free as a bird, white as a dove
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