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I just can't tell anymore. But if it will happen. It will happen. Or leave me behind. It will make me happy. Or it will make me cry. It shall make me dance into the night. Or cry on my knees. I yet don't know.
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
Left behind.
I just can't tell anymore. But if it will happen. It will happen. Or leave me behind. It will make me happy. Or it will make me cry. It shall make me dance into the night. Or cry on my knees. I yet don't know.
reverie-dawson
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
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