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This is the point,
these parallel lines meet...
I lost my heart sometime ago,
In a place that does not end...
You made me laugh when I cried so hard
You gave me bracelets to cover my scars...
The clouds in the sky,
A dark hidden gray...
I lost my heart sometime ago,
In a place that does not end...
This is the point,
these parallel lines meet...