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Sep 2020
Her
Every second a star dies
And I'm not sure what that signifies
But when we met I used to see supernovas in your eyes
Now there's nothing grand but something simpler
And that's how it always ends
Not with a bang
But with a whimper
Written by
Sam  new zealand
(new zealand)   
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