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dilemma
You don’t have to tell me your secrets
Because guessing is insanely genius
You don’t have to tell me your heart out
Cause you can’t mend my missing heart
I believe if it is written.
I wonder if it is written.
I deny if it is written.
You can’t stop the rain
It would fall again
2 comments:
it is written all over my face
Ge er gan
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