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This night's been cold, this night's been warm bringing me back to a memory of a summer's parting. So difficult as it left a trace. The sun could have risen, Everyday, I become someone different, Someone else, 'til I never realized... How I've lost "me".
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
Night
This night's been cold, this night's been warm bringing me back to a memory of a summer's parting. So difficult as it left a trace. The sun could have risen, Everyday, I become someone different, Someone else, 'til I never realized... How I've lost "me".
Thanks for talking to me last night, but unfortunately I'm sorry, too. I can't give you what you want.
giannah_fox
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
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