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Mar 2015
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                             Is it in this pocket or that one
                         A quick tap to tell me what I've got
                         It must be here i left it nowhere else
                   One more check and ill see where I've been
                            Not near my chair nor in the car
                   It must have fallen off the edge of the world
                                 It would have been nice
                              To have one more cigarette
                           Before the night closed in on me
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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