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What's left to do if I can't get over you
What more can I try if I can't ascend
I cant sit here and just pretend
Your here with me without knowing it
Without wanting it you stay
I cant move on
I cant move past
Our memories replay on repeat
And this feeling comes to last

This poem is about: 
Our world

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