Getting Far
Getting far
Getting far from my life. But one comes to me, be us a new life
Just needed a life life for lives. Passed away the fate, a desire
Yes, someone lost a life. In London. I can’t find mine. Killed like
Oh, why? Maybe the train is racing into the Far. My love likes
She wants love, can’t be mine, because my soul is on air; so far
But I love she, can’t be deleted from a memory. Love us, kind us
Us love
Love us
I
Far
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