Grass is greener without the pain,
I think that I'm changing but I'm just the same
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Sometimes I feel like i'm fine on my own,
Fifty Thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I'm weak and the past is my guide,
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind
a patra vara :X de cand ne stim :X:X:X
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