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What I Remember About You.
11/2/12
Pink feathers drift down from where they were intruded.
You wouldn't get it, but they are constantly misunderstood.
The way you seethe of course you wouldn't.
I know, because when I sang you couldn't hear the song.
Pink feathers drift down from where they were intruded.
You wouldn't get it, but they are constantly misunderstood.
The way you seethe of course you wouldn't.
I know, because when I sang you couldn't hear the song.
Published 11th Jan 2013
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