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Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean, when they're a little too late
I stood right por the tracks, your face in a locket
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and lonely will wait
We had a beautiful magic amor affair
What a sad beautiful tragic amor affair
In dreams, I meet tu in long conversation
We both wake in lonely beds, and different cities
And time is taking its sweet time erasing you
And you've got your demons and darling they all look like me
Cause we had a beautiful magic amor affair
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