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... if I'm a One too...

then Who might be You

and if I thought that three

could be a cloud

then four might also

be adore for core Sounds

"... I'm loud and clear..."

said Clair to her Heir

and they might have thought God

was just a voyeur, til now...

 "... I like your pants..."

she reminds

and then in a flash

at the depths of his mind

a second life

where he happen by Chance

found an old Soul

in a hippy armband...

"... I like that bracelet..."

he said

"... and I like to rewind 

the time..."



I knew back then

we're two of a kind

"... I got the code..."

if you...got the jam
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