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Brand
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new
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apartment
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we
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sat
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on
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the
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floor
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A
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blow
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up
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mattress
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and
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some
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plastic
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forks
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Our
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clothes
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on
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the
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counter,
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keys
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in
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the
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door
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You're
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all
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that
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I
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wanted,
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never
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been
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some
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sure
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Chances
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are,
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the
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future
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will
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take
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us
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places
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that
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we
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can't
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imagine
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yet
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And
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chances
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are,
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yours
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is
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the
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face
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I
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could
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never
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forget
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But
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suddenly
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nothing
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is
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the
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way
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that
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it
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was
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Is
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this
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what
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it
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feels
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like
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to
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love
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someone?
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Don't
|
know
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what
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you
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had,
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until
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it's
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gone
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Is
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this
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what
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it
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feels
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like
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to
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love
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someone?
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Love
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someone,
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love
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someone
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Empty
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apartment,
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I'm
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sat
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on
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the
|
floor
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A
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blow
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up
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mattress
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and
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a
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plastic
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fork
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Fighting
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the
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flashbacks
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that
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creep
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through
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the
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door
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I
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stare
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at
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the
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ceiling
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and
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I
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try
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to
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ignore
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Chances
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are,
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We're
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gonna
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tell
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ourselves
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this
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is
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how
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it's
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supposed
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to
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be
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And
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chances
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are,
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this
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isn't
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the
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last
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time
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I'll
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dance
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with
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your
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memory
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And
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suddenly
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nothing
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is
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the
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way
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that
|
it
|
was
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Is
|
this
|
what
|
it
|
feels
|
like
|
to
|
love
|
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someone?
|
Don't
|
know
|
what
|
you
|
had,
|
until
|
it's
|
gone
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Is
|
this
|
what
|
it
|
feels
|
like
|
to
|
love
|
someone?
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Love
|
someone,
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love
|
someone
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Maybe
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sweet,
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maybe
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strange
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Maybe
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pain's
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the
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price
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you
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pay
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To
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love
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someone,
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to
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love
|
someone
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And
|
suddenly
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nothing
|
is
|
the
|
way
|
that
|
it
|
was
|
Is
|
this
|
what
|
it
|
feels
|
like
|
to
|
love
|
someone?
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