Chapter 31

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I kept singing, determined to finish my song. “She sleeps alone my heart wants to come home I wish I was, I wish I was Beside you. She lies awake I’m trying to find the words to say. I wish I was, I wish I was Beside you. There are pieces of us both under every city light and they’re shining as we fade into the night. She sleeps alone my heart wants to come home I wish I was, I wish I was.” I stopped to play a solo of music for a few seconds. People seemed to love this song. I’ll have to sing it with the boys.

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