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Monday, June 1, 2009

Someday You Will Ache Like I Ache

Salt my tears and salt my wounds
I think that I can fly
and though it's not worth remembering
I'd rather forget why

"June," by Will Croxton
Posted by tourguide at 10:14 AM

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