Craving for the summer break to end was my anthem
As it was going to stop the pouring salt from my wounded heart
Looking at the sunsets was my sign of hope
Because the day was about to come to an end
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Craving for the summer break to end was my anthem
As it was going to stop the pouring salt from my wounded heart
Looking at the sunsets was my sign of hope
Because the day was about to come to an end