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Feb 2017
maybe one day
I'll see you again
holding their hand
while their making you laugh
and I'll be forced to remember
when back in the day
that person was me
who put that smile on your face
but those days are gone
the memories erased
you're my best muse
and an old pain
D
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D  25/Canada
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