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Seventh of the June
I found the keys at my door
To the attic hidden
In my mind's core

Among the polaroids and smiles
I found the vinyls of yours
Covered in layers of dust
Sweetness served and stored

The curves of the songs
Tied me in melodious ropes
You cried in the woods
But you sang at the shore

Beaches and corals behind
A million ways to go
Across the sea of love
But I chose your boat

The secret for selection is
Once upon a time you stole
Music of a thousand hearts and
Lyrics of an abandoned soul

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