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tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe
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" What if you meet the right person, but at the wrong time? "
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" he lit too many cigarettes
and cried for death to take him
I guess it makes sense
why the home I built out of him
couldn’t protect me from
the storm that was him "
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