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The stars are alive |
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The heart can't be well if the mind is apart |
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Intimacy without commitment is like icing without cake. First it feels good, but then it ends up making us sick. |
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Time is white, black, grayish; |
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How can I hold on to him, if she doesn't let him go and how can she let go if he doesn't give her reason to move on? |
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If dawn was never there to break |