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Thinkin' about the moment while we'd strayed from the right path
We've might misplaced the seed of smile but we were not spontaneous
There's a lump in my throat, I ain't ready to recover it
Was too young to grasp, I thought it must be no business of mine
They ought to try rewriting our life like as she has been done
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