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I'm sitting here,
thinking about everything.
I wonder what to do there,
when everything is gone.
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I see her in my eyes,
one thousand miles away.
Her hair flies,
when the wind grabs.
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I wonder what to do,
now when she is gone.
I'm sitting here alone,
to the wind take me home.
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I missed her!
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