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Stories by WS3145
runaway
We could go
We could stay
They'll never know
So let's runaway, runaway
Nobody knows
It's our night only
Déjà Vu; yejisu
Your touch, your lips, your voice, everything about you feels like déjà vu to me.
Don't you feel the same?
