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Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Wash Away
Wash away with the morning dew.
Like it was a bad dream, like it was never true.
Walk away from me, as I walk away from you.
How can this be, where are you going, thought I would do.
Seems like yesterday that I just met you.
But now I know that I was never enough for you.
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