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Jan 2015
i found my sweet escape
when i'm with you.

i found my sweet escape
when i dream about
how much the sun loves
the moon.

but unfortunately,
my sweet escape didn't think
the same.

my sweet escape didn't think
of me nor did it dream
about our love.

my sweet escape doesn't exist.
diana
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diana
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   Tavi, --- and Jamie King
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