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breathe again
cannot wash from my thoughts
the taste of the rain on your lips
after you said you still love me
i heard it as farewell
but chose to fold it away
I'll open it tomorrow
when the clouds grow around me
this would be the last
exchange of each-others oxygen
a breath too short for me
a breath i want to breathe again
the taste of the rain on your lips
after you said you still love me
i heard it as farewell
but chose to fold it away
I'll open it tomorrow
when the clouds grow around me
this would be the last
exchange of each-others oxygen
a breath too short for me
a breath i want to breathe again
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