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You're leaving tomorrow. Where did the time go? More importantly, what have we got to show? You'll be gone by nine, And I'll spend my time Crying Until these useless tear ducts of mine Are empty.
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
Leaving
You're leaving tomorrow. Where did the time go? More importantly, what have we got to show? You'll be gone by nine, And I'll spend my time Crying Until these useless tear ducts of mine Are empty.
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
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