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For every second turns minute twenty four hours through days in a week the world has been so exhausting there is no time for me to breathe through weeks in a month, next year, darling I will be seeing you soon soon I will be coming home to you
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 9:24 AM UTC
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For every second turns minute twenty four hours through days in a week the world has been so exhausting there is no time for me to breathe through weeks in a month, next year, darling I will be seeing you soon soon I will be coming home to you
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Jul 10, 2018 at 9:24 AM UTC
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