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Love that rewinds me back to you
That keeps calling for you
I can't sleep last night
Missing your light
My eyes that keep looking for yours
Searching hours and hours
It's cold here or in my heart
It aches only to torn apart

I missed you so much
Tell me did you too
I want to see you
Tell me if you
I know it's just imagination
I don't care if it's not true
I would rather die
Than having an ending without you

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