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... i miss you ...
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange faces come out of the rain
When you're strange no one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange
When you're strange
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Saturday, 16 July 2011
Spring Rain
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