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For Lady Gaga

What do you give the lady for her birthday that’s got everything? Flowers from the supermarket. There’s models on the catwalk and shadows on the footpath but I’m fashionably late for love. The silver lining after the storm, after the last man who left her, I pin back the wings of her kisses. Just when I gave up on love, she came. The enchanted child, healing fairy, her songs are her therapy and ours

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