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Our love is dEead but without limits like the sAurface of the moon and the Eland between you and the B7mountains It is Enot these hiding places that have Akept us innocent but the way you tEaught me to just B7let it all go byE
Please reAturn, return to the Eperson that you were AnC#md I will do the Bsame 'cause it's too Ahard to belong to Esomenone who is gone my cF#mompass spins the wiAlderness remains E