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Jul 2017
It's 6am,sat on a bench,Adele's on got my headphones in
Throw my empty coffee cup in the bin.
I think of you at home,in bed, all alone
I left you sleeping
Inside my heart is bleeding
I didn't want to argue, now I'm asking myself
Who are you?
Alice Chew
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Alice Chew  30/F/Lancashire
(30/F/Lancashire)   
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   Madeon
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