It's been one year
Fifteen days
Three hours
And forty seven minutes
Since it happened
We changed
In a way i know
Is irreparable
why must i track my misery?
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It's been one year
Fifteen days
Three hours
And forty seven minutes
Since it happened
We changed
In a way i know
Is irreparable
why must i track my misery?
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