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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 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
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