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My beloved world vanished without a trace, i dont know where to start,
the happiness i wanted has turned to stone, my empty soul roaming in a cold midnight, searching a light in the middle of dark, Looking for a place to start again.
Maybe I'm late to be your first
But I'm ready to be your last
To me you're already perfect
Believe me. I don't lie

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