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I hear the song from the distant, the song of love Which she used to listen and hum cheerfully, but she is not with me I don't love her nor I miss her but I do love her and I do miss her
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Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 7:14 AM UTC
She is not with me
I hear the song from the distant, the song of love Which she used to listen and hum cheerfully, but she is not with me I don't love her nor I miss her but I do love her and I do miss her
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Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 7:14 AM UTC
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