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From the east to the south
I tongue the roof of my mouth
To new days of doubt without you
First gear, I face the trouble ahead
Final word has been said
Long distance spread between us
I tell myself to

Hold on, won’t be long
Till I grow through this struggle
Time to wake up, find my soul

Happy without you oh


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-r-e-p-e-a-t-

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