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Jun 2014
The washing cycle has 13 minutes left
In those 13 minutes,
All I can do is think of you
And where you've gone
In eight and a half of those minutes,
Light will travel 93 million miles from the sun
Just to bounce off the tears on my face
Why the hell did you have to leave me?
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Lydia
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Lydia  18/F/Pennsylvania
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