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HEY ALANIS
HEY ALANIS
Sing me a song of life and times together,
do me a guitar ballad of mesmerising heart strings
being pulled ever so delicately.
My end game here in this town of a quarter of a million,
to a city 28 times bigger. Got me a girl and a job
and a future down there, what my own home town failed
to give me, of how it failed me ever so bad.
Not due to my efforts...
Thursday 5th April 2018 8:19 am
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