let's start in the middle, lets start with your hand on my knee
let's start when the night was morning and streets were only ideas we had
we have to start somewhere, we have to look back, put a pin in the map
here, let's start here. your hand was cold. it wasn't always cold but
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Let's start when the night was morning and streets were only ideas we had. Let's start everything in the middle. Brilliant perceptional idea is shared about life here is amazing. This is excellently penned poem.10