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Dec 2019
i don't know why;
why i'm feeling this way
thinking of you every moment of my day.

i don't know why;
why i'm feeling this way
hoping that you'll be there at the end of my day.

and i don't know why;
why i'm feeling this way
even though your so far away

and i don't know why;
why i'm feeling this way
and still i think it's better this way

watching  
                      ü
                             ­           so              
                                     ­                    far

                                                               ­          —away
/itsasong
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