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chrs's confession
..... . .. .weather ( like a digital strom ) its  a green eyed mermaid from a deep down ocean palace or a a secret stone buried under the waves ( like a signal from a hidden device ) i still cant place where i saw your face ........


   ( dont push me away i was here to stay  .... but now . .. .  now i .. .  i .  ....  i walk away ......../ // ...... )
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