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it's the season of love

I thought you were my home, guess I am homeless

Still alive, killing time at the cemetery Never quite buried -TS-

I love you fairy tales, we've all been through

a blind man accused me of seeing, but I tried to make him see.

Love heals Liverpool fans were right: “You will never walk alone.”

I have no choice but to fight

all the struggle of the person I used to be was not to be the person I am now.