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written by jane

i could fall in love with every blue eyed boy i meet
with brown curly hair and dreams of the sea
we could vacation on a large pirate ship
with no map to guide us besides our hips

he’d tell me stories before i fell asleep
make french toast and talk real deep
sing about love and write about pain
ours would be as good as if it were written by Jane

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