August
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"It's getting late I think my time is running out No one special nothing lasting within sight How should I stay calm when panic lies just ahead Everyone can see my youth hanging by a thread No subtle men came to my town No subtle man begging for my hand I'm one of few who's left when everyone has gone the train is leaving and it's too late to get on So much for running when noone stays to wait for another broken promise, to slip my mind by mistake who would take my word on anything these days I've failed soo many times saying I'm gonna change "
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