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Ilay
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Ilay

We used to...

I can't force my way into your life, dear.

Do not regret. I hope you'll be the happiest of all. I hope you choke on your lies. I hope you can breathe. I want you to burn inside.

Hidden cries. False demise.

Count on me. Count me in. Leave me alone. Floating in the wind.

We need to hold onto. We need to find you. Not you. Not you.

Why would you?

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