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On a Low Enough Level
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
Closing time.
I missed you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
Looks like freedom but it feels like death
It's something in between, I guess.
I loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left.
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