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Created on: October 09, 2009
It's like the times
I held you so close
And you were so far away
It's like the times
I had it within my reach
And I ended up with nothing
All those wasted efforts
All those broken dreams
All the times I almost
Had something worth anything
They keep me going
Those what-ifs and what-nots.
In hopes that one day
I'm going to finally have it.
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