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Hard lessons
A chill
Four in the morning
A warm bed
Eight years later
It
Still holds me back
Shame really
I won't be here
To enjoy it
Four in the morning
A warm bed
Eight years later
It
Still holds me back
Shame really
I won't be here
To enjoy it
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