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Dec 2024
A
A
A

Whenever I hear the A
I always think of
You
You
You

Cause you
Always used to fill me with
Love
Love
Love

And that love
Right now is
Gone
Gone
Gone

And I know you’re gone
But I still hope you’ll talk to
Me
Me
Me

And no one can hold me
So that means I’m
Alone
Alone
Alone

And that brings us back to A
Written by
Juliana
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