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Feb 2020
We thought this magic would never end
That our youth would be forgiving
We thought that we were never wrong
And we thought love wasn't pretending
But the the sun has set on us
And all the glitters began to fade
As soon as we accept the darkness
Our innocence is up for trade
Written by
Noname  California
(California)   
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