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Apr 2018
As time pass by
My memories of you die
I had hopes that we'll never say goodbye
but there's no more room for one more lie

I'm done chasing people.
It's way harder that chasing my dreams.
If you want to stay astray
Go on, I'll be out of your way.
Written by
Maria  F
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