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So this is the spine: The cover is made of the songs you played The blank pages carries the shadows of the time that passed by I've sewed it with memories that stuck You are gone; I am hurt I've got a brand new cookbook
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
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So this is the spine: The cover is made of the songs you played The blank pages carries the shadows of the time that passed by I've sewed it with memories that stuck You are gone; I am hurt I've got a brand new cookbook
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
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