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"A destination known
Only by the one
Who’s fate is overgrown
Piecemeal can break your home in half
A love is not complete with only heat

(...)

And it came a heat wave
A merciful save
You choose you chose
Poetry over prose
A map is more unreal than where you’ve been
Or how you feel
A map is more unreal than where you’ve been
Or how you feel
And it’s impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what you might have missed out on
And how he might have changed it all
And how you might have changed it all for him"


Intuition - Feist

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