Way Back when we were good friends, I thought that it would never end. But now I see that it can never be the same. You've changed in all of the wrong ways. You're not the same. And I don't want to feel your pain. Can't overlook it, can not deny it. Stories and excuses. I can no longer buy it. We just can't go on. Way back when we were younger, I
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