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A Paredelle From This Town

* Specifically, this piece is a Paradelle, but this option is not available* We walked the same old streets. We walked the same old streets. And dined the same cheeper diners. And dined the same cheeper diners. Dined, we walked cheeper, the same old streets, same diners. Our paths crossed on weekdays. Our paths crossed on weekdays. I am unaware of your smell and touch. I am unaware of your smell and touch. Unaware, our paths smell and touch on weekdays, I am crossed of your. Our love tried to slip away. Our love tried to slip away. But fate had another plan. But fate had another plan. To slip away, love fate. Had tried another, but our plan. We unaware of weekdays love, your touch tried to walk the same old paths, cheeper, but another plan and dined, had our fate crossed. diners slip away, I am diner's smell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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