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Jun 6
Can’t picture if my future eyes been blind
Can’t break the surface to make it out alive
If you let me, love takes control
Can’t really feel unless you truly know

Oh is it by measurement or growth?
Or by a song that captures teary flows
Is it really love, one must truly show,
One must note
Written by
c a r o l i n e  27/F/syd
(27/F/syd)   
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