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I got a postcard just today, It was sent from France, Where heads your way? When first I read it, I simply broke down. I sat there, crying, I needed you around. My life’s full of lies, You’re one of them. When I opened my eyes, You were gone again. Now I’m sitting here, Thinking of life. I’m holding balance On destinies pipe.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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