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In the middle of the night, I toss and turn screaming out your name Knowing that even if you take me back, things will never be the same
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 8:09 PM UTC
Never the same
In the middle of the night, I toss and turn screaming out your name Knowing that even if you take me back, things will never be the same
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 8:09 PM UTC
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