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Love is not true unless it is returned.
I follow the sun in all its glory  Wondering if you’ll chase me? I’m stuck in the ground  But you refuse to perceive me You refuse to know me Refuse to love, me. I follow the sun as if I’m its shadow.
The me I remember
I remember how I used to be; all the same, I remember who I used to want to be.
Thinkin' Bout You
Once we parted ways Of course I've been thinking  Thinking of sinking into what we had once more  Thinking of looking you in the eyes  And getting los in the chambers of your pupils 
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