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Nov 02, 2006 00:28

Lost

Something clear and true
was my love for you
something I wanted to praise
with every single phrase

But world was mean and cruel
It parted me from you
The one I truly loved
The only one I owed

And then I felt the lost
It was the only cost
For all we must pay
before we go away

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