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It wasn't you. 
That girl I saw, holding a baby 
that could have been yours. 
It wasn't you, it was her. 
And now I'm wondering, again, 
if there's a heaven. It wasn't you. That girl I saw, holding a baby that could have been yours. It wasn't you, it was her. And now I'm wondering, again, if there's a heaven.
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