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Jul 2015
It was a Sunday
A tragic Sunday
It was unbelieveable
How beautiful it turned on Monday
And you were so faithful
During Tuesday
Why do you play me like this?
You know Wednesday is my special day
But then we faded on Thursday
You went cold on Friday
And left me in the dark,
Barren, trembling on Saturday
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