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The rain dripped down
The window,
With my sweet tears.
The two
The rain dripped down The window, With my sweet tears. The two of us are no longer Standing shoulder to shoulder in the glass. I believed in the red ...
The rain dripped down The window, With my sweet tears. The two of us are no longer Standing shoulder to shoulder in the glass. I believed in the red ...
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