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I was never concerned With how close I was to perfection Until you asked me to change Again and again All for your love And I did, in desperation Till there was nothing left Of who I really was Or what I was made of I guess nothing in this world comes for free Oh nothing, nothing In this world Comes for free
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Apr 19, 2022
Apr 19, 2022 at 2:23 PM UTC
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I was never concerned With how close I was to perfection Until you asked me to change Again and again All for your love And I did, in desperation Till there was nothing left Of who I really was Or what I was made of I guess nothing in this world comes for free Oh nothing, nothing In this world Comes for free
Raej
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30/F/USA
Apr 19, 2022
Apr 19, 2022 at 2:23 PM UTC
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