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Last night I was thinking of you: How you came without our consent! How you would leave, against our will! When you are gone, We return to routine. Days will drag on - A well-oiled dull machine. We will miss you - All the fun you give us. Fresh morning dew Will be covered by dust.
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
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Last night I was thinking of you: How you came without our consent! How you would leave, against our will! When you are gone, We return to routine. Days will drag on - A well-oiled dull machine. We will miss you - All the fun you give us. Fresh morning dew Will be covered by dust.
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htr-stevens
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
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