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Come back to me
Photographs containing the two of us, I burn
The memories we gathered one by one, I erase
That I need to get up and move on, I know all too well
So why am I still sitting here?

The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me
The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step
As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear
Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this…
Come back to me