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Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean, when they're a little too late
I stood right oleh the tracks, your face in a locket
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and lonely will wait
We had a beautiful magic cinta affair
What a sad beautiful tragic cinta affair
In dreams, I meet anda in long conversation
We both wake in lonely beds, and different cities
And time is taking its sweet time erasing you
And you've got your demons and darling they all look like me
Cause we had a beautiful magic cinta affair
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