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May 2015
Watching the clouds drip away
Watching our lives fade to grey
When all that's left to do is cry
Please don't let this feeling ever die
No more keeping life down on the ground
Just pick it up and leave without a sound
Speen Cough
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Speen Cough  The Ville
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