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Apr 2019
I can see your face even in a large crowd,
can hear your voice,when the music is loud;
so ran distant miles from your memories to live in an exile,
but failed to realize that my soul itself is trapped in your smile;
Written by
Taylor - Sweety  F/Seattle
(F/Seattle)   
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