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My are the color
Of olives
I drink two
three

My hair is plain
Once I was

Not

I like to coffee
one cube of sugar
Always with
And with milk

Only chocolate
I love summer
I love to be
I love to hopeful

Under the
In backyard
for someone
To me

But would not
And time's getting
The night's growing
And I'm going

We and we danced
In my old
When everyone
slept on the couch

I thought love
And how I somebody else
But is that

Lining up
one a hair
At the of the mirror
I count and I

I wish that the would end
With a telephone
Could a friend
Into a different

and laughing
In my old
But that's not what do
They sigh and hope for the