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Author: lacerda23

Under a harsh electric glare we wear ourselves out,
While the old lady sings of love, long lost.
Undulating fervour takes us to three,
In the morning, cold now,
you cling to me

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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 5:31 PM CST

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