It seems I'll always catch myself,
Thinking of all three things you've said,
And going through my old pictures of us.
It must be true that only true love,
Can ever conquer the first.
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68. Power of True Love
It seems I'll always catch myself,
Thinking of all three things you've said,
And going through my old pictures of us.
It must be true that only true love,
Can ever conquer the first.
