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Our love is like a pilot light Burning long, burning bright But if that light beomes erratic And gas leaks out into my attic The compresser on my fridge turns on Bam! the relics of my life are gone

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Date: 4/5/2014 12:44:00 PM
Casper, You stand alone with your write. Very unique.
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