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Sunday, January 25, 2015
Seasons
Listen honey, to every word I say
I know that you don't trust me
But I'm better than the stories about me
Everybody messes up someday
Ain't got no rhyme or reason
All I know is that I'm yours, yours, yours with every season.
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