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Terminal One
I gave her everything,
My love, my dreams, my soul
She asked me to meet her
Lagrange Five Station
Eight o'Clock standard time
And it was there,
Minutes late and heartbroken
I gifted her one last time.
I gave her Space.
My love, my dreams, my soul
She asked me to meet her
Lagrange Five Station
Eight o'Clock standard time
And it was there,
Minutes late and heartbroken
I gifted her one last time.
I gave her Space.
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