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so i sang you a song, neither one of us should ever recall.
if you are still there, if you care enough to be keeping it up, you will know, that you lived a life worth remembering, even if the details fall to shit, the words never get written and the images never captured onto anything that lasts.
there is something disposable about keeping it
if you are still there, if you care enough to be keeping it up, you will know, that you lived a life worth remembering, even if the details fall to shit, the words never get written and the images never captured onto anything that lasts.
there is something disposable about keeping it
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