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I'd hold my last breath for you. So we can be together forever my dear. Never to be parted. In the land of shoes we listen to Blue Oyster Cult. They had a lead gun that fired steel bullets.

Now I think of you. Where are you? When will we meet again? I only had one mother. Gone now but not forgotten. I think of the memories of my past. You're responsible for them all.

Define me paradise. How will you present it me? What will it look like? I'm willing to experience it. Not too much, just a little. For I'm not a greedy man. I like a simple life and basic things. No shiny glass tower for me. 

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so true...
really....nyc i agree

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