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One text that I sent
And my whole world shattered
Hell, did I ever tell you
How much you mattered?

You were like a wind
I never wanted you to stop by
It would just melt my heart
And raise my hopes high

But still you stopped
And let me in the storm
I want to escape it now
When I know you are the worst wind form

I've heard people say
Time will heal the pain
Goodbyes are bitter
But for us there was no loss or gain...

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