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It seemed to me I’ve seen her before
The cemetery looked different with her, like a french paysage All the autumnal scents were broken Wooden fences tracks lost between the graves I was again on my own The alcohol spoke to me like it had never done And the flowers were thrown Like spagetti on an italian dish I thought to myself I needed something Grasping a bit of her warmness, maybe But the yell of the church bell had started It was too late, for me or anyone else
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