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I can wake up to a bad day.
I know how to go from there.
But you, I can't handle.
It's not that you are not welcome.
You're amazing in my eyes.
It's me that change too much around you.
You are one of those people.
I can think of a million reasons.
And times when I should shut my mouth.
But I feel like a fool around you.
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gone with the madness.
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