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things happen
Somehow our love
moved
on a breezy night
like this
from your jacket
draped over my
shoulders
to you
handing me the keys
to fetch the blanket
from our car.
Far,
far away.
moved
on a breezy night
like this
from your jacket
draped over my
shoulders
to you
handing me the keys
to fetch the blanket
from our car.
Far,
far away.
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