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I know you’re younger than me And none of my business, But I wish I had a pretty woman like you to kiss Once again before I forget how or why. But I’m really just admiring you When I didn’t know I did— I don’t mean for you to feel discomfort Or to start to wonder when I’ll die.
rcs.
Current draft: 5/1/2010 Created on 4/27/2010 3:54 PM |
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