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OVER
ОглавлениеI’m sorry for the letters that I wrote
I’m sorry for the stars I haven’t gathered
I made a hole in this love boat
With fucking writing feather
What more could now be said
When Universe is broken
Our hearts and souls are overplayed
I love you but it’s overspoken