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Album: Stranger Here
You'll graduate in the spring.
I've never been so proud of you for anything.
I wish I could see you walk the stage.
I wanted to take you to France.
Get lost for awhile on a European train pass.
I don't mind going alone I just always imagined you'd be there.
You were the type of woman with no filter to muzzle your thoughts.
I was the type of child held captive by the fear of loss.
But it happened. Anyway, at least i'm free.
I'm sure you're doing fine. You'll have no trouble, forgetting me.
Forget about me.
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