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Jun 2014
We grew cold;
We drifted away
So, we burned all our bridges
And threw in some oil to the fire
Just to make it hurt
a
           little
     more.

**13.06.14
Goodbye.
Anne B
Written by
Anne B  Norway
(Norway)   
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