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May 2015
When you are far away
I always feel alone
Like a part of me
Is always carried with you
The inky time I get any relief
Is when I see a message
Or hear your sweat voice
And no matter what mood I'm in
I always end up high with you
An ecstasy I can't give up
I don't wont to either
My love, my drug, my darling
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