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Nov 2020
those countless weekends
we'd drive up to the lake

I was so miserable
I wanted to die

now we have no time
your schedule doesn't fit with mine

a day to visit old ghosts
will never come

I wonder how we can do better
nevermind I can't change

sleep tight
I'll wake you up soon
eileen
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eileen
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   Bogdan Dragos
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