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i would draw you
in a color
we would looking
at the sun
i would read you
all those novels
we'd admire
worlds began
when you come home
i would play you some of the beatles
and we will fall down
and will lay on the floor untill morning
that's how the things
would pass on by

we were
on the plane
and the death came quite close
you asked me to pray
and touched me
with your velvet gloves
when you come home
i would play you some of the beatles
and we will fall down
and will lay on the floor untill morning
that's how the time
wouldn't touch us

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