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Early days when you can see
More than pictures, memories
Nowadays they're a sign
Of a broken bit
From me, from, you, from all of us
Meeting old friends just because
I didn't make no one in this fourteen years
Is it funny how I feel alright?
Is it strange how I feel ok?
Like a young lover
Like a young lover too old



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Writer(s): John Patrick Maus
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