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Mar 26
Headed to a city that I think I’m not ready to go back to
Last time I was there was with you
Not long ago
Very recent actually
The laughs, the smiles the stolen glances
This city reminds me of you
And I don’t know how to undo that
In fact I don’t even know if I ever want to
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BlackHeart  F
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