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Four words, two minutes, three years For my fingertips to grow numb Could this be the moment When the 'finally' becomes the 'wish I could'? Desperation and outstretched memories Now I see you only in bad dreams I never reset I only see you in bad dreams Let me explain... Close enough to feel your words Far enough to read your flesh
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