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I don’t know how to call you, but hopefully you’ll be okay if I call you moon whilst I’ll be a star, dead and lonely, a simple perception.

I don’t know if you’ll remember me, but if you do, hopefully you'll remember me, not as the girl who was a fuck up, but the girl who still managed to fool everybody for the sake of everyone she cared of.

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