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Don't cry for me, I've made up my mind. I want to thank you throughout my life for being so kind. This wasn't your fault, the decision was mine.
We may wake up Looking at a faded brick wall That covers our path From achieving it all We may have lost hope And closed all our doors Believing that no one cares anymore
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