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"Sometimes I think about the way we were and it makes me sick because it's not you and I anymore. It's you, and I. Separate, apart, distant. We were once apart of each other and now we're strangers, back to square one. And I know things ended badly but I'd do it all again"

Missing HimOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora