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Perfect memory


I'd like to say something to you, but I don't know where to begin Many days and night have passed, but you're always on my mind Echoing in my ear is the melody It's difficult to give up, I will wait till 3:30 a.m. for a good night from you Reality is harsh I keep thinking about the cause and consequences I never thought I'd be so careful, don't run away Inexpensive little gifts are really precious to me Will someone say good morning or tell you to sleep early? You'll no longer go to my favourite place with me I don't know how many times, You remembered me after we separated
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