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Waiting for your call, I'm sickcall, I'm angry
call, I'm desperate for your voice.
I'm listening to the song we used to sing in the car.
Do you remember, butterfly, early summer?
It's playing on repeat...
Just like when we would meet.
'Cause I was born to tell you I love you,
and I am torn to do what I have to,
to make you mine.
Stay with me tonight.
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I'm doing pretty good. Starting to prepare for the sailing season again.
like in real life
to complicted
im having a nervous braekdown