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This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 1495101842000 at 1495101842000
And as the sun shone on the calm trees,
And the birds sang fragments of their old love song,
I dreamed of you a little while
It's the last of the days where I start seeing your face everywhere
I pledge myself to forget
A sad song about love plays through the speakers of my headphomes