"how tough could that balsawood body be?"
"if we are going to die let's die looking like a peruvian folk band"
"God respects us when we work, but He loves us when we dance"
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Wrapped in layers
I sip warm tea
Gaze out the window
And through the tree
Big harvest moon
Staring down at me.
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I don't want to say anything
I just want to curl into your side and feel you next to me
I don't want to say anything
I just want to hold your hand and walk down the street
I don't want to say anything
I just want to read next to you in a park
I don't want to say anything
I just want to sit next to you and drink coffee
I don't want to say anything
I just want to kiss you
I don't want to say anything
I just want to look in your eyes
I don't want to say anything
I just want to reach out and know you'll be there
I don't want to say anything
I just want to be where you are
I don't want to say anything.
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16 days until I board a plane
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