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I was scared, that one day you'd leave.
I pray, you'll never see what I see.
I always thought, that we were destined to be.
I watched our love sprout, then watched you chop down the tree.
I built these walls, locked the door, and threw out the key.
Writing lyrics, reminiscing, while I burn my mouth on this tea.

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