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You see when I think about you, hands of times run true.Because, you see when I think about you I forget a little bit about me. I've never liked me, so when I found you, it was something to latch on too . It ain't fair I know. You only saw what I showed,even believed what I sold but Sometimes buying tickets from the concierge don't get you into the show
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 7:04 PM UTC
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You see when I think about you, hands of times run true.Because, you see when I think about you I forget a little bit about me. I've never liked me, so when I found you, it was something to latch on too . It ain't fair I know. You only saw what I showed,even believed what I sold but Sometimes buying tickets from the concierge don't get you into the show
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 7:04 PM UTC
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