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Love is a boulevard, Sometimes we're in different lanes. If all's going well, then I guess it's the same. But what of the self-imposed roadblocks, Or closures for repairs? Things never gotten round to, and now Some roads lead nowhere
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Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 11:32 PM UTC
I Die Every Night
Love is a boulevard, Sometimes we're in different lanes. If all's going well, then I guess it's the same. But what of the self-imposed roadblocks, Or closures for repairs? Things never gotten round to, and now Some roads lead nowhere
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Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 11:32 PM UTC
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