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Alors tu vois, comme tout se mele. Et du coeur a tes levres, je deviens un casse-tête. Ton rire me crit, de te lacher. Déja que tu me traites, comme un grand enfant. Nous avons trop rien, a risquer. On se prend la main, comme des enfants.

Would the world change? Make like a tree and leave. Sometimes, I get to the point where all that I can think about and consider is, what would the world be like with out me? Would the world even change? I sincerely doubt it.

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