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Today, I will be gone,. b7 W8 N( j5 X% A1 O0 E
with the fully packed trunk" I& ]/ N! b2 {3 z8 N" S9 I
and my empty mind.
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4 i" N( _6 {9 ], c2 {% M6 KToday, I will be gone,% E# N5 _+ C2 m
hoping my hurt and pain
2 W0 [/ g+ \: X: v! n$ ?) `left behind.: s! w- t, G# X3 Q7 V7 H
Finally I will walk out of your shade2 H) D7 y0 a9 o9 o6 H
as far as I can.
7 ^8 n/ _; g& m+ IBut why?
7 e& |+ I1 ?) P1 q1 Xbitter pride is still nearby.% e5 s! w% X, B* P) }' |
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Love is a magic word,
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even though I try and try& y8 p/ ^1 M- d: Q( s
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Today, I will be gone( D$ E' ^( G. V/ R2 K1 ]# i
hoping you will still have my image V) X8 R: U! w, H% V, V
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