January
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Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground. And start new when your heart is an empty room. With walls of the deepest blue. Home's face: how it ages when you’re away. And spring blooms and you find a love that's true, But you don't know what now to do, Cause the chase is all you know, And she stopped running months ago. And all you see is where else you could be when you’re at home. And out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone.
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