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I still see you sometimes You creep into a memory Like fog over water I can find you everywhere When I catch a glimpse Of red hair Or similar glasses At the store And how strange is it That I have to mourn Someone who's still Alive
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May 12
May 12, 2026 at 11:23 AM UTC
The Death of Us
I still see you sometimes You creep into a memory Like fog over water I can find you everywhere When I catch a glimpse Of red hair Or similar glasses At the store And how strange is it That I have to mourn Someone who's still Alive
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May 12
May 12, 2026 at 11:23 AM UTC
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