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Ongoing, First published May 17, 2015
Strange is so fond of his All Star Blue
Strange to think that the neighborhood of Laranjeiras
Satisfied smiles when I get there
And I get in the elevator
Grip 12 which is his walk
I can not wait to rediscover yourself
And keep the conversation
That did not finish yesterday
It was for today

Strange, but I feel like an old friend
Your All Blue Star matches my black high-tops
If the man has walked on the moon, as I still do not have your address?
The tone I sing my songs
For your voice sounds exactly

Lindsay is a girl who is about to turn 17 and go back to their homeland. She just had a friend when he was five. She will be reunited and fall in love!
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