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The Miss Fortune of Finding Out That The Irony Behind This All Was That The Story Was Never Told Truly To You

Just be quiet and polite
There's never any happiness in this
Just days that's gone by surrounded in loneliness
There's only the empty feeling of losing love

◄ Firefly//Words of The Wallflower Boy

Rainy Sunday ►

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