i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become
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i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become
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dream your wild dreams, love, and chase your racing heartbeats
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her fire is drawn to your fire
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she’s made up
of sweet tea and poetry– country girl
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my soul just wants to be closer to yours
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