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ace mars lest july

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they once were

i lost the most
when i thought
i had the least

you tried to run
after you cried
your eyes out

we never got back
what we once had
we just let go

our hands never crossing
as our souls continued
our own parrallels

the last time i saw you
was also the first time
we changed our hearts

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