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Sometimes I cope By imagining you To be perfect And that if you were here All would be fine I’m not sure why But I make myself Believe
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Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
Make Believe
Sometimes I cope By imagining you To be perfect And that if you were here All would be fine I’m not sure why But I make myself Believe
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Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
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