who was i after you?
someone i didn't recognizeand before you?
someone i don't remember.what about when i was with you?
someone i won't be ever again.
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who was i after you?
someone i didn't recognizeand before you?
someone i don't remember.what about when i was with you?
someone i won't be ever again.