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Everything has lost its colour, Even on the sunny days. I'm almost certain that the lake used to be bluer, that your eyes used to burn brighter. Perhaps it's just a blurry lens, But I fear my vision's changed
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 6:44 AM UTC
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Everything has lost its colour, Even on the sunny days. I'm almost certain that the lake used to be bluer, that your eyes used to burn brighter. Perhaps it's just a blurry lens, But I fear my vision's changed
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 6:44 AM UTC
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