Don't speak too soon quit pulling the baby teeth from your jawline I am language, she is movement counting thoughts like beads In your sister's bathroom you saw me shaking hands with Arthur Learning about your mother and your father and the details inbetween Dejavu you put your hands on your head \"I've been here before\" you said and I knew that I found home
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I'll see you in the evening and again next week I'll see you in the morning in the park beneath the trees
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How long would it take to count the freckles on your face? shadows dance by candlelight you made