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<A vague memory> A poetic tragedy falls upon your doorstep as you wake Confide in your friends and family to wash this pain away Goodbyes are inevitable but I will see you again Did I do you proud? Your name will be the last from my lips Your face the last image in my eyes Don't Let the wind blow and take this all away
Annons