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"My tears formed a river and then a waterfall...
how could I ever be your everything forever?"
 
 
The leaves and the trees are telling the tales,
when I'm riding in a "1965 Mustang".
Through the darkness of the forest.
I've got plenty of notebooks,
written only with love on my mind.
(Då vet jag hur det känns
att vara 25.)
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