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Aug 2016
lie
There comes a time when you have to forget when nothing is left
When things buried have been brought to the light burned  away  and the ashes  scattered  to the windows there comes a time
When  nothing  is left  when all sounds  have faded  away  even  that of goodbye  
I would  love to say part of me still  cherishes  you but thats a lie
bb
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bb  orlando
(orlando)   
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