Sometimes melancholy gets the best of me and fills the place where you used to live and in doing so sings the song of your

Sometimes melancholy gets the best of me and fills the place where you used to live and in doing so sings the song of your

Sometimes melancholy gets the best of me and fills the place where you used to live and in doing so sings the song of your name once more in this heart that had vowed never again to say it outloud.

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