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But I can see us
Lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away
Like a bottle of wine
'Cause you were never mine
⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔
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