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Blinks Of An Eye
Smoking a bowl with you
resting my head on my right shoulder..
tuned in to you
the outside world..
Heartbeats
blinks of an eye
every hour is spent
thinking of you..
walking towards the sunset
hand in hand
laying in a field
dancing beneath the moon...
Strange
I find my self home
alone in a garden of roses
watching the sun rise
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