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Aftermath
And all the world is wondering what started it.
In the playground, they want to know whose fault it was.
Life goes on, and life goes on,
And don't you know it's fated?
And all the world wants to know who ended it.
In the theatre, they wonder what it 'felt' like.
Time goes on, and time goes on,
Don't you know that it's decided?
Life is hoping that you make it.
The time you spend, teari...
Thursday 20th May 2021 12:40 am
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