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Aug 2013
I always fantasied about what I would say to you
The next time I saw you
Spilling my guts in my mind
Saying every word that I hoped inflicted pain towards you
But knowing me
I'd keep my mouth shut and walk away
Somehow still hoping you'd know what I was thinking
Julio
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