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Forget this town.
Now I remember why I left.
I don't need you now.

Maybe this is a sign.
You might have been
just a phase to me.

Getting over you
won't be easy.
It'll take time.

But it needs to be done.
I can't hold on anymore.
I won't let myself.

So c'est la vie, moi ami.
You always were,
the worst for me.

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