in my hands good fortune caress my equal with
slightest touch sound of your voice keeps me
still and i'm sorry i avoid your questions i'd
never falter now that we're even explain why you
will take while you can it's never even while we
lay still here alone a place to run it's colder
and peace of mind takes its own time for us in
the same breath we argue and it must be a sign of
closeness i guess
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