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By scqueen Date: 2001 Nov 27 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.27.22.37.12571]] |
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My heart has crossed fingers and sunshine in the middle it glows as night thickens and beats to the fiddle of the city girl I've never been won't pretend to even know her I'd slow her down to trade that skyline for a small town by-line and pour sunshine through her fingers as she crosses her heart and dreams. |