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-s's.
it’s my summer day, I hold you in song And sing you You were taught to not
you never have,
Nor will you.
I was all alone until you came to save me I met you on the daybreak
I met you on again in different places Met you in so many places, I can’t count
I can't count
-s's.
the way the light scatters to create The perfect pattern of me, a rainbow of deceit impressive shine, obsessive guilt
-s's.