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Jun 2017
If you're my means to an end
Or if you're the end my love
Rushes to
Clouds could number
More than nine around you
But you can also
Just be breathing
And have your headphones on

It's not like it matters anyway
Everyone ends up
Alone
In the end
Written by
JD Clark
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