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A blog in progress.

Remember back when we first met. It don’t mean much.
All those things you said, you never meant. It don’t mean much.
How could I forgive and just forget? It don’t mean much.
And all that time we spent I swear we wasted. It don’t mean much.

All At Once (It’s Not Important)

The Secret Machines

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