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My sister's poems I wake up, I want to call;
I feel addicted, I miss you;
We are going to the movies;
Maybe that's why I can't sleep.
First time was three, now it's five;
Three hours till you call, what to do;
I just want to pick the phone up and call, but i know you're asleep;
I think I am falling, but i know you will catch me;
So I trust you with my heart.
