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Everything is fine 
when we don't speak. 
Our lives goes by. 
Until the day we meet. 
My voice is demping and knees getting weak.
What is that power you control over me.
Don't know how this 
could be.
Dark clouds and thunder 
I see. Everything is fine when we don't speak. Our lives goes by. Until the day we meet. My voice is demping and knees getting weak. What is that power you control over me. Don't know how this could be. Dark clouds and thunder I see.
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