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it's not real, it's not even close it doesn't even get to the start it's not loose nor elusive it just doesn't want to be apart from this this addictive remiss it doesn't want to be a part of it yet it should be apart, so it should remind us of what we would miss just by saying no, just once let it go beneath the shade if it wants to serenade let it, if it wants if it wants to be free, let it soar if it wants to be alone, let it let it be whatever it wants to be let it see what you saw and never want to see it again we entice, and ignore and sit back while it takes shape hope, fate, whatever you want you know what you want but i can't
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
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it's not real, it's not even close it doesn't even get to the start it's not loose nor elusive it just doesn't want to be apart from this this addictive remiss it doesn't want to be a part of it yet it should be apart, so it should remind us of what we would miss just by saying no, just once let it go beneath the shade if it wants to serenade let it, if it wants if it wants to be free, let it soar if it wants to be alone, let it let it be whatever it wants to be let it see what you saw and never want to see it again we entice, and ignore and sit back while it takes shape hope, fate, whatever you want you know what you want but i can't
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
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