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You called me crazy, tired of my love. But when I was gone, my madness was the first thing you missed.
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 5:30 PM UTC
Madness
You called me crazy, tired of my love. But when I was gone, my madness was the first thing you missed.
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 5:30 PM UTC
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