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Mar 2017
I knew when I came in
We looked each other in the eyes
At the same time you broke down crying

Somehow we made a mistake
Let things slip up
Now it's getting late

But we both knew where we wanted to go
You had your path
I had a path of my own

A mistake or reality
I'm not really sure these days
These are just things I never would say
The Jolteon
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