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Under the Honey Tree

Lets bury the bones that we threw out of our closets ages ago.
Conpremise the unthinkable , and dream in a world untold of pens that DO erase. And with that , I can forget how you lost me - And how i lost you. We'll do what we never sought after, and maybe... just maybe we could write stories untold of a love that did last forever.



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