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You're outta here, Joe!

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My Plan
 

Accept my faults,

but do not dwell on them.

For the more time you give them,

the more important they become

and the less time

you'll have to see the rest of me.

 

Don't take too long

to sweep me in your arms.

And don't give me time

to re-examine your faults

or review the situation,

because I've always planned on love

to be spontaneous.

 

m-m

 

 
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