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Jan 2015
It's six in the morning,
I'm thinking about so many things.
I have to face the fact
That life will never be the same.
Everyone's always yelling, and
No one's ever there for me.
I have no one to talk to,
That's gonna drive me insane.
Crístál Válęntíná
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Crístál Válęntíná  New York
(New York)   
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