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A hundred days have made me older.Since the last time that I saw your pretty face.A thousand lies have made me colder.And I don't think I can look at this the same.But all the miles that separate.Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face.I'm here without you.But you're still on my lonely mind.I think about you.And I dream about you all the time.But you're still with me in my dreams.And tonight it's only you and me.I've heard this life is overrated.But I hope that it gets better as we go.
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