THIS… I guess… is to tell you your chosen out from the rest… to God…( you’re always in my head).. I think of you, I haven’t slept, my body moves, goes where I will, though I try my heart stays still, it never moves, just won’t be led, so my mouth waters to be fed, you’re always in my head… you’re always in my head, you’re always in my head….Coldplay…
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