thinking of the past

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My thoughts at 2am Keep wandering back to you Wondering if you think about me too Because i can't seem to forget Anything about us. I remember every touch Every laugh
 When I was 5 I wanted to be a singer. Music brought smiles to my mother’s face and stars clouded my vision. Because of that singing felt right, but that was before I knew I had no talent.  
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