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118 It’s a rainy One today And something Subtle is In your voice Or is it me You sit me down And then you say I can’t You can’t We can’t Go on like this But deep down Inside I know You’re pissed I’ve been bad And you’ve Been gone But think Just think I implore you Think Think of all The fun we’ve had And how we Stuck it out Good or bad And think Just think We’d be Letting Letting the Old us down

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Book: Shattered Sighs