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Where do you want to go? was his response. I don’t know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn’t matter.
...I meant it all and every part
and every word right from the start,
I’ll never let this love fall in the middle
Through it all.
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes that I am not there..
I swear I didn’t mean for it to feel like this—like every inch of me is bruised
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