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Everyday I wake up the world is a little different something has changed My lover of yesteryears is  too boring to look at my house feels larger and the echoes are touting Something's changed so I take a bottle of beer and Bury myself somewhere familiar But the questions and the exclamations are still there I would have travelled across galaxies for you buy now your like a beautiful painting amazing when looked at but no idea what you mean
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Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC
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Everyday I wake up the world is a little different something has changed My lover of yesteryears is  too boring to look at my house feels larger and the echoes are touting Something's changed so I take a bottle of beer and Bury myself somewhere familiar But the questions and the exclamations are still there I would have travelled across galaxies for you buy now your like a beautiful painting amazing when looked at but no idea what you mean
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Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC
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