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Monroe
My hand and yours
Separated
By a glass wall
So close
I feel your heart beating
I can taste your lips
But here we wait
For this war to end
Tonight we lay awake
Praying for the struggle to be over
Separated
By a glass wall
So close
I feel your heart beating
I can taste your lips
But here we wait
For this war to end
Tonight we lay awake
Praying for the struggle to be over
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