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I feel you coming to me
My now broken heart that wasnt beating is now mended by your smile

You go... and you come back
I would never see it as a crumpled paper cuz once you come back everything's fine...right?
But I can't help but feel this is your last good bye

You were so hard to find.
So lets go back to the beginning
Like a playlist on repeat
It can never end

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